On This Very Morning
On this very morning
I can justify being late
I was locked in traffic
And I couldn't find any holes
I was smiling at the car right next to me
We understood each others pain
But neither of us were moving
On this very morning
I was drinking coffee
With the shine of a million red lights
And the sound of a thousand horns
On this very morning
I understood why I was single
As I looked in the car in front of me
The argument was intense
On this very morning
I was late
I'm sorry
Good-bye
poem by Cokbod Lodwogo
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