The morning glow

The morning glow  
and so the dark gently retreats  
as the sun sends morning caress  
the night gathers its folds  
chasing away the nighted stress  
 
thank god still am i breathing  
watching this sunlight beaming  
hear the birds outside chirping  
and the innocent kids, are playing  
 
the night that passed like a tomb  
cold like a stone, i did not atone  
despite what i might lately have done  
a torment, through which i have gone  
 
but, my sun is still the shine  
that brightens my sadder time  
that revives all my dying rhymes  
the hope that i forever cherish  
 
to be simply breathing  
is a heavenly blessing  
and watching the skies  
is the big joy of living  
 
and when only from your place  
everything looks quite perfect  
but the other cheek of the face  
is hellish wreck that it reflects  
 
from your comfy fluffy seat  
you have castles, caviar to eat  
and from where its fire and heat  
children pass the night in streets  
 
your self-centered pride pose  
blinds your eyes from  human cause  
makes you revolve around your self  
makes of you an old book on the shelf  
 
send your selfish love outward  
feel the world, from now onward  
there's bloodshed over the ink  
Blood is thicker than what you think