Glowing like an ember
awaiting air to re-ignite
to awake the world
flickering with golden hope
burning the skies
scorching dark to submission
sleeping suburbia
trapped in nocturnal dream
the moment of rebirth
beauty of new day unnoticed
we sleep through
beautiful time ignoring the light
rejecting nature's pain
for passing gratification of now
stuck in our slumber
as the sun scorches our existence.
Ciaran Burke
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