I call this piece, “Alarms”
These distasteful things blare out each morning,
Repeatedly,
With the worst possible tone,
And the loudest possible volume,
Instead of reminding you that it’s the beginning of a fresh day,
These annoying sounds are merely reminders that you’re still tired,
And the worst part,
Is that you set them 5 minutes apart.
Oh – dumb, innocent you,
You, who thinks that the extra 5 minutes of “snoozing” will make a difference to your energy levels,
You, who thinks that the bathroom stalls will be empty even if you wake up a little later.
And as they ring,
You groggily reach out to slide, tap, or shut,
Making a mental note to set fewer alarms,
To pick a better alarm tone,
But as your day comes to a close,
You have forgotten,
And the relentless cycle continues 24 hours later.
Tejas Rao 