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Sleep

What is sleep to you?‘ I asked the babe

Shhh… He is sleeping‘ replied his mother as he drowsily suckled at her breast. 

What is sleep to you?’ I asked the pre-school baby

I’ll have to whisper and talk to you. They always force us to sleep here in the crèche’ he replied 

What is sleep to you?‘ I asked the schoolboy 

‘I don’t even have enough time to sleep, now you say I must talk to you.’ He replied 

What is sleep to you?’ I asked the teenage boy

‘I suffer from insomnia… Until there’s something important to be done’ he replied 

What is sleep to you?’ I asked the mother 

Something I do with one eye opened’ she replied 

What is sleep to you?‘ I ask the workaholic 

Something we get enough of when we die’ he replies as he bops his head and hums ‘work work work work work work’

What is sleep to you?‘ I ask the jobless 

My measurement of another day without pay‘ he replied 

What is sleep to you?‘ I asked the lover

‘A transportation to temporary rest… In the arms of the one that gives my heart rest‘ he replied

What is sleep to you?‘ I asked the wife 

Matching my breathing to his snores‘ she replied 

What is sleep to you?‘ I asked the widow

Wondering whether it’s night or day where he is’ she replied 

What is sleep to you?‘ I ask the old

‘It is a ‘maybe or maybe not this night’  he replied 

What is sleep to you?’ I ask the dead

The final rest of this earthen body’ his spirit calls out. 

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