POEM: Morning's Abolitionists

Updated: Dec 2, 2019

by ETHAN GUARDADO - Feb. 2, 2019


Long before the sun gives rise

Long before our windows shine

Long before we awaken our waking eyes

Darkness enshrouds our tomb of slumber

Only to be broken by light’s warmth and thunder

The day dilutes into a sun that wanes

Without the black of night, we would not possess the light of day

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