Another Sun

"Glorious" image taken by Theodorant

There is no need to rush

Where is your trust

Take a pinch of faith

Turn that rust into dust

A New Day will rise

Its no prophecy

There’s no guarantee

But, there’s no other sun

The light has seen

Everything

"There is no other Sun. That's all we got, kid, and it's been around longer than me and you both," a young man pondered these words while he sat on the side of the bustling city sidewalk. He held his phone in his hand, trying to use it, but it had no power. People marched past him as if he were a post; he gazed at the locomotive city somberly. He flailed the papers in his hand anxiously while he pondered the meaning of life.

"Lou, Lou!" a man shouted, taking a brisk jog to the man on the curb.

When he reached the man, he ensured his shirt was tucked in and his tie was straight. Lou, the man on the curb, didn't turn around; he just hummed his song.

The man from the building took a seat next to Lou on the curb. The two men were dressed for the area, but they were the only ones sitting idle. Both stared at the orange glare reflecting off the windows of the skyscrapers.

"Times are tough. You'll find another station, you've got the voice for it,"

Silence controlled time. The orange glare from the skyscrapers' windows had retreated, the streets were quieter, and Lou still sat on the curb with those dreadful papers. Lou stood to his feet after he finally noticed the day was over. He aloofly walked down the street, disregarding the malicious papers. On his way down the road, he asked a guy for a cigarette. The pedestrian took one look at Lou's long face and ill-mannered shirt-tie combo and knew he needed it.

Lou smoked the cigarette while walking to his car. The car was nothing fancy, just something to get him from here to there. It had one thing no other car had, which was a magnetic aura to attract fines. Lou enters his majestic vehicle, takes his tie off, rolls the windows down and gazes into the night sky on the waning business streets.

All Lou could ponder were the words from his Brother in Law. He heard him say those words when he was ten years old, and heard him sing the song religiously. He even got his stubborn sister to sing along. He was very young when he first heard the rhyme, and never knew what it meant. However, whenever he complained, they sang the rhyme; Whenever he showed ambition, they sang the rhyme. When the Earth shook, they sung the rhyme; When life was good, they sang the rhyme.

Now all Lou wanted to do was sing the rhyme. So he hummed, then he whistled, then, like a bird, Lou sang. He didn't quite understand every word, but due to the nostalgia of the tune, memories were evoked. Through those memories and through the tune of the song, Lou was comforted. While riding through the streets, he sang the song jubilantly and proudly. As time went he became louder and more ludicrous; the melody healed his melancholy.