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!