A mild pain in the Diaphragm,
Early morn,
Wakes him up --- ---
No, it was not angina pain,
The self-taught Mr. Executive knew
All the classic symptoms by reading
On the Internet --- And, unable to sleep,
Leaning out of the window,
In his black T, red-eyed,
Mr. Executive, first time,
Sees the crimson sky,
And mesmerized by the
Heavenly beauty of the scene,
Sight of the circling happy birds,
Stands still, forgetting his constant pain,
And hears the solo song,
Being sung intermittently,
By an unseen bird,
Up in a tree green,
With a sugary tone,
The series of the short
Floating notes,
Heralding a glorious dawn.
