How much shall I wait,
For the sun to rise?
How much shall I calculate,
With the computer wise?

An hour passes the day,
Thus the dawn sets in.
Every one has gone to lay
The birds have stopped to sing.

No more shall I stay up,
Waiting for the rising of the sun.
But surely I’ll be up
Before the wake of the servant,

The clock ticks away.
My dreams tell me,
Coming up is the day.
I wake up with glee,
To watch the sun rise;
But alas! Only in my dream.

Rang the alarm,
Like an irate bee swarm.
Woke up did I,
With unpredictable anxiety and,
What do I see-
The sun, but on my belly.

Oh! What humiliation,
Virtual reality has deceived me,
With much jubilation.
It has passed away with glee;
But as for me
It was just another day
In a decade
When I missed the rising of the sun.