Thursday, May 31, 1981 9:35 p.m. Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri

Daybreak Time

It's morning now
I feel good
The sad flew down the
stairway with the 20" fan
I'll never throw my life away

I lock out my own privacy
And kick in my door
I'm not sorry
For what I do
When I feel intensities strike

Look at me as I speak
Gaze into my eyes
I've felt what you feel
I'm just not afraid to express it.

Been out here all night
You say I should stop
And straighten up my life

I'll agree



I love you all.


copyright 1999-2008 by Michael F. Nyiri