waking up

sunlight tears down the walls of night
and smashes through your eyelids
invading your most personal space
with the unwanted gift of day
as Lazarus forced to live once more
you drag your pickled body free
of the warmth and comfort of the bed
time for snooze is beeped and gone
time for life is close
but forced to preach to life's congregation
makes me yearn for hibernation