Zywa
I say: Do it!
When the sirens blast I never know
immediately that it's the test
of the first Monday
My head goes crazy
I'm wrongly
tuned
Just like you
I am cautious
of imaginary dangers
far from my neighbourhood
and in the dark future
such as the global death
of oceans and people
Beware, it comes close
it flies
into my street, in league
with missed opportunities
and the uproar
of my achievements
But then I think: oh, right
it is twelve o'clock again
I'm really going to do better
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