Morning

Cold

Morning

Light

The last

Shadows of night

Slowly melting down

Come

Out

And

behold

The all-time race

for gold

Has seen

another round

I Go

I Clamber

Up the tops

And Fall into

The sun-forgotten

Caves

I Don’t

Have anything

Just look

And dare not take

One doesn’t have so much

To save

I step

Outside my private cage

Into

the world of beasts

Though I’m myself but one

Of those

So I

I take it as it is

For who

Am I to change

The old

Unwritten laws

The game is not over