Mornings in the South Brings Peace to All Who Witness

The Winds Are Tranquil and the Words Are Unfinished.

The Trees Shake and Shiver

Sending Particles Crashing To the Ground

The Dogs Bark and Birds Chip

While the Human’s make no Sound.

They Just Sit Back Inhaling the Carbon

Scoping what’s around.

The bell’s ring at Lincoln High School

Signaling For student’s to transport for one class to another.

The members of the hood overwhelm the “X” all night

So they are sill under cover.

Trains scream from east of the South

All the way to the west.

Our morning’s are cool calm and collect

In other words they’re the best!