The same question flies on every waking up :
What do I get up for ?
If it’s not any employer, any proper job
If it’s not a child, nor a family
If it’s no lover, no soul mate
Whom or what do I get up for ?

If it ain’t for a nation,
For a civilization
Not for my people
Not for war
Not for peace
What do I get up for ?

Every waking up is a nihilism.
It’s only when the day is done
That I can feel whom or what
I’ve been up for, living or aching for

Every waking up is a nihilism
It takes the whole day to believe in something
It takes a whole life _ if you’re lucky
To believe in someone.

(Painting by Edward Hopper)