After Sleep Poem by Waseem Sherif

and so I wake up
after an extended sleep
no coffee at home
I gotta buy another heap
coffee is the blood
of my day and more
it keeps my mind sane
brings my body ashore
I get my daily readings
I do my daily writing
I open my third eye
to a possibility of life
hard, it is - to say the least
I am a cynical man
a negatively-charged soul
I see the world's undoing
while enjoying coffee
and the morning glow