I Remember The Days Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

when getting up in the morning
to go to school
I dreamt of staying in bed.

When getting up in the morning
to go to work
I dreamt of staying in bed.

When now I get up in the morning
to go nowhere
I dream of going somewhere.

At first they were simple dreams
now they've become complex.
I stand in front of a microwave

and wait one minute for the ding.
One minute less to live I think
for a whole minute

and envy the physicists
that say time is only an illusion.
The cat that jumps is not

the same cat that lands
nor is yours truly
or his reader.