I rise from slumber
From darkness
Dawn light trickles in
From darkness
Dawn light trickles in
Time enough
My phone says
For the walk
Time enough
My phone says
For the walk
A neighbourly wave
To an oncoming car
For no other reason
Than to be friendly
To a stranger passing by
I didn’t notice
Until almost too late
That the times were a-changing
At a very fast rate
Time crumbles their mortar
Context shifts their efficacy
Or a new technology
Renders them impotent
An image a white man made
Which earned white man’s awards
In a museum of white man ways
A monument to a way that was