The Crack of Dawn

The first glimpse of morning light
is called the crack of dawn
It sweeps away the dark of night
and another day is born

Another dawn, another day
a metaphor for birth
Perhaps it means we men of clay 
keep rising from the earth

And if that’s true what will we do
with all these precious hours?
How sad if we should misconstrue
the purpose of our powers

I only know we have one chance
to wear this golden crown
So come, my friend, let’s sing and dance
until the sun goes down