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.