By late I don’t mean 12
By late I don’t mean oversleeping
Late mornings
When your coffee is a must
When you hurry at each step
When you grasp for breath
When you sweat through all your pores
When your taxi is a snail
Late mornings
Are uncomfortable
Late mornings
Are a reminder
That society is unforgiving
That you must, you must, you must
Damn it, be on time
Or before time, ahead of time, on top of time
This freaking time concept
I hate it!
Time should serve us
We should not be slaves to time
So I beg you, please!
Whomever you might be…
My boss, my cat, my friend, my dog, my lover
Allow me to be late
Just for a little while
Cuz you might be me
And I might be you
Just give me some time
To have my late mornings
It’s not a tragedy
A crime
A drama.
One day I will kill ‘Time’
And fearlessly, joyfully
Bury ‘Early’ and ‘Late’