A MORNING MILE AND HOME
To beat the heat I took a stroll, a mile down the road,
On my way I saw all their faces, heading for many places.
A good morning, a smile, nothing at all with a blank stare,
In a rush as the cross walks and red lights are forgotten.
Texting as they drive, some of them soon will die,
Because of their ignorance, an innocent ones life.
A cool breeze as the day is still young, no rain and too much sun.
Music in my head to drown out the constant noise of life,
A mile back home with many projects in my sight.