Modern Poetry for the Cleaner Who Gets Up Early

The darkness before dawn

That period of alternating black and white

Are you still immersed in a dream

Or are you starting to dissolve into this The world slowly awakens

If you are an early bird

You will find new buds growing on the branches

You will find dewdrops Crystal clear

You will find that under the street lamp

A person and a car are walking and stopping

The leaves blown by the wind drive the pace of pursuit

Kitchen scraps, garbage, and waste are packed into trucks

A broom, half of the road

From one end of the road to the other end

< p> Passing by many cars and people

A hat

Isolating each other's eyes

Who would pay attention to what is dripping from the forehead? Dewdrops

Or sweat

Just like the sunrise

Only if you look before it appears

will you find it leaping away The light is so bright

How dazzling it is, how long the road is