(By Kien Tran):
I woke up from a shallow sleep
on the concrete
Sometimes it's a pavement, bush or bench:
wherever I lay my hat
I slept with one eye open
I lasted the night
I'm wondering if I'll eat today
I'm searching for a nine to five
and hoping I might stay alive
another day
I'll hit the computers at the library;
write a few verses of poetry;
keep myself busy
I'll talk to fans who know me
Being on the road strengthens my resolve
My mentality, fractured
but I'm on this road: my reality
I'll sleep again
through the dark
And wake up
to the cold light
of another day
There'll be sun
Tomorrow.
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