early one morning
Early one morning
It is early morning the boars are back in the woods
The prostitutes sleep in dingy rooms, and rats are back
In the sewers and cats sleep on a sofa looking cute.
Soon cars will fill the street the traffic lasts till six
Then it dies down but remains until midnight.
Now it is time for the nocturnal animals to shine there
Is much food about the leftovers of our disrespect?
For nourishment which we take for granted.
Two pigeons land on the window sill looks in talk
To themselves, no bread crumbs here, fly off.
The building is a being, comes to life, I hear a flushing
toilets and voices, all are well in the land of humans.