清晨

清晨
我们已不是襁褓中的孩子 每天清晨醒来 没有新生感 眼睛里布满血丝 那是内心 伤痕累累的写真 已不为我们感知 清晨的朝气 并不能抖擞我们 疲惫的身心 日出彩霞 是上天的壮丽 而我们蹶腚驼背 夹裹在滚

   我们已不是襁褓中的孩子
                                      每天清晨醒来
                                      没有新生感
                                      眼睛里布满血丝
                                      那是内心
                                      伤痕累累的写真
                                       已不为我们感知

                                      清晨的朝气
                                      并不能抖擞我们
                                      疲惫的身心
                                      日出彩霞
                                      是上天的壮丽
                                      而我们蹶腚驼背
                                      夹裹在滚滚的自行车流中
                                       
                                       红灯     绿灯
                                       在阻塞中吐痰骂街
                                       动辄拳脚相加
                                       放行时
                                       争抢夺路
                                       纷纷奔向谋生之处
                                       傍晚返回家
                                       开始下一个清晨的
                                       准备