At the fall of dawn
I wake up each day
with the same reflection in my heart
How shall I ensue today?
to accomplish my task.
Days are lethargic
leaving themselves behind
from the speedy tempo of life
and I keep thinking the same
How shall I ensue today?
with this slow pace of time
to accomplish my task.
I dream of the multicolored
when I shall be through
from the hours unwilling to go
to set my dedication full
when no one shall rule
that is how I shall follow
now and after
to accomplish my task
for a better tomorrow.