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During the Day

Why I work nights

It's so noisy during the day

When all the humans are out

with their planes and their trains, trucks, guns, and boats

How do you think during the day

when all the humans are out

playing music, sky-diving, motorcycle riding, 

talking real loud through surround sound

How do you sleep during the day

when all the humans are out 

power-washing windows and building new roads,

yelling at children, and dogs and rogues.

How do you stay sane during the day

when all the humans are out

with ringing cell phones and loud conversations,

microwave towers and industrial innovation,

factories humming and engines grumbling.

There's nowhere to hide during the day

when all the humans are out

no mountain where a plane doesn't buzz

or valley without a hunter's pick-owww

no holy shrine without some kid's fuss

no hidden alley where there's no whisper of tires on the highway...

But it's quieter within the depths of the night

 

 

 

 

 

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