Eleven o’clock in the morning
But you’re already in your bed, snoring
Far, far away, across the globe
When I’m right here, typing
So I wonder what the others are doing
Who live in the same area as where you do
Are they sleeping too? Maybe also snoring?
Or are they doing what I’m doing, typing too?
Bright sunlight goes through windows here
Pale moonbeam right there, where you are, so dim
So does that mean,
When I’m being greeted by lovely nature
You’re visited by night creatures?
Why can’t we all just be in the same time zone?
I hope you’re well, all of you
I hope you’d go through your night under the moon
Without nightmares, immune to demons’ influence
Until the sun rises, to shoo away those creatures