"Michigan Blues"
One is not grown in the night
One in the Night
Is not Grown
They know their Time
Is not limitless
But their Time,
Unknown to them
May end-
Which is Ruin
Careless men
Who sleep
Have Time
Of waste
Good men
Who are up
Have Time
Of ant
Bike are Gold Chariots of Heaven
Have come rescuing
Through the dark night
To see the lake of slight sounds
