A Student’s Morning Leave a Comment / Poems & stories / By Jamila Toahiru Sometimes I wake up at 6:00am I am awake yet those eyes scream heavy I could swear the clock reads 2:00am It is alright to go back to sleep, it is 2:00am after all I could swear I only blinked afterwards, so why then does the time now read 8:00am? Realization dawns. I have succumbed once again? The usual question follows in my head: “am I going to school today?” By Gertrude Brown