A Day Of Consequence

I woke up late this morning, alarm’s silent call,
And scrambled through chaos, the house bore it all.
In haste, I ran wild, made a mess as I sped,
Rushing to work while I felt like the dead.
 
Missed the bus because I’d forgotten my phone,
Had to run back, feeling cold to the bone.
Late to my office I got a angry stare,  
For a day going south, it was too much to bear.
 
In a foul mood I shouted, at people who I knew,
Leaving me colder, alone with the blue.  
And worse it became, as my troubles amassed,
Thinking two clocks could help, next time perhaps.
 
Yet all around others had troubles, it seemed,
Their lives in tangles, not one silver beam.
The girl bitten by dogs, rushed to doctors in dread,
The police took the man for the crime where he led.        
         
The house that went up from a curtain’s small spark,
The lazy girl lost in failure’s of dark.
Her dreams of med school, if granted at last,
Would lead her from troubles she hoped were long past.
 
The restaurant closed, doors locked and tight,
Owing to silence where laughter once lighted the night.
One family rejoiced living in brand new car,
For the lawyer who’d passed life but failed at the bar.  
 
But in all that went wrong in a strange sort of day, A lesson emerged in its weary odd way
 
We stumble, we falter, we mess and regret,
Yet rise and we fall again day then reset, though life's weights may cause unwanted upset, with a little planning I could save me some unwanted sweats.        
         
Tomorrow will come with its own call to heed,  
And I think I’ll set two clocks for the morning yes sir indeed.