#177th street Bx. Bus Depot@12:52pm on 09/20/2017.
Dawn knew it would not be long, before Day would come; as Afternoon waited in the wings standing by, and Dusk casting shadows to and fro
More like palm trees swaying in a headwind; bending but never breaking.
And what if you could come back? Would you?
If given a chance, would you prefer to negate this existence for something totally new; unknown. Tabula rasa.
A whole new life before you. If given a chance, would you start all over. Forget this life that you have known and start anew. Would you?
I won’t, I like what I got and where I come from.