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Awake But Asleep

What is the correct sleeping time? My sister is losing her mind, she wakes up before the break of day and work right back to midnight the following day. 

She never takes a break and she is always looking at the gate, she pours some coffee in mug and that’s all she has for the entire day, she never goes on vacation or has fun she is always on the run working on the graveyard shift.

What is the correct time to sleep? The multitude is moving together to a strange beat, some are falling down on their feet and sleeping with their eyes open wide, looking at the distance. The city with its mystical sound echoed in the deep with voices of strength and passionate laughter.

The strangers are on the go and falling asleep in the middle of the road show, the traffic is flowing on both sides and the morning is coming alive. 

Their faces are grim and their bodies are very thin, the demands are great and there is no food on their plate, yet they continue to work until late, they gather in a little room and scan through thousands of lines until they find the perfect phrase that fits with the learning curve, they are working but they are sleeping and that is what give life so much meaning.

What is the correct time to sleep? The children are playing in the yard in the middle of dark, it is way past their bed time and their parents are tucked away in bed and the babies are not fed.

The babies kept them up late at night and would never go to sleep despite the fight, they crawl around in the room and drag the cushions all over the floor, the toy room looks like a war zone and the children make their mom and dad shouts.

What is the correct time to sleep the angry mother pushes pills between her teeth and mix the baby formula with a little sweets and in second the baby fall asleep; the baby sleeps longer than usual and it makes the mother happy but the father is very worried that the baby is sleeping for extended hours.

You have to create a special program for, mothers, fathers and overworked consumers, the adrenaline cannot slow down and work is the only friends and company in the town.

They fall asleep over the dinner table and when they are talking to their friend, there is a sudden silence and he falls asleep in the middle of the conversation.

She sleeps and she writes but sleep always puts up a terrible fight but she overcomes it by moving around until the day’s work is done,.

Sleep proliferates late at nights and her body continues to fight, it's not hard to fall asleep but she cannot afford to face defeat she must stay on her feet and tuck the sleep in her bosom. She is awake but fast asleep.


 

Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2024

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