Monday Mornings

Posted by Fardeen Afradh

After a long sunday night snoring, 
I wake up to a hideous monday morning, 
A lousy me gets up from the bed, 
After a wash, I head to bacon and bread,  
Sitting there, looking up at the morning after dark, 
God, for a sunday filled life can I ask?  
To the ironig board I limp, 
With a dizzy limb and a monday-tired limb, 
I then put on those, garments of sorrow, 
The socks next, filled with pain no less, 
I then move on to my shoes, yawning, 
Time for school behind me, dawning, 
With an equal amount of my face darkening, 
Putting on my tie ,wishing for me to die, 
Busy as a bee, I dont even have time to sigh, 

My dad ,I hope, is enjoying life in air conditioned rooms, 
While my school life is filled with pain and gloom, 
Carrying truck loads of bad news, 
I go to places filled with bad sad views, 
Spending that never endind day, 
reminding myself that it's just another monday, 
In the long list of monays...