A City Rises And The Mornings Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

A City Rises and the Mornings

It shall start with the sun,
Peering cautiously from the moon dominated sky,

The cawings of the roosters on the sleepy morning world,

A rising anthems of flying birds on the skies,

Flying eastwards on the lightening corners on either sides,
And the gradual awareness of a new day.
And the pervading sounds of motorcars and traffic

A while other cities are waking from a hangover of the reveltries and last nights dream,

It might just open a new flower, a new reality,
In its song of the times,

And a city and the disrobing night
For the man in his bed,
The coming of a workforce,
The cogs of an economic machinery,

And as much responsibility for
A woman who has so much to say for her body of hormones,

Her ways to cope with motherhood, her role and a man they called together a home.

And all ages the same profile for all humanity on the go, all countries involved,
Intended,
consisting this day, among other days,
Today.