In that early morning hour
and I mean that really early one
when the sun is just a tiny bit too tired
and all the folks haven't quite risen yet
The distant street lights
almost hovering a few meters above sea level
For a fraction of a ½ second I thought I saw a rabbit
who knows if the sheep have awakened
I haven't noticed a rooster quite yet
And oh, the usefulness of the roadside-priests
guiding our way through this pitch black darkness
who knows, but perhaps they're supposed to be an aligory of real life.
But as someone once mentioned: "It's kinda funny how there are so many of them"