Ever heard of a thing called a “Monday Morning?”

Monday,

Unlike Sunday,

It is not the start of something new.

It is filled the the groans of students.

The moans of the house that was abandoned at eight.

The cheers of the six year old.

And the slamming of broken laptops.

Monday morning,

When everything goes wrong.

The highway is full of crash sights.

The schools full of shuffling feet.

Everyone on edge.

For all they know

This horrid Monday Morning,

Might get worse.