Sunrise

We step over pencil lines of concern Unaware of the firestorm brewing in each other Even broad strokes fail to capture awareness We see what we see, not what we know Splash of color briefly entertains Like babes mesmerized by glitter Below the horizon, behind the glow, we are grown But still suckling from an emerald earth With swollen mouths our thoughts are silenced Suspended, societies grip reality with raw fingers as the world spins Toward the wakefulness of another day