Ahhhh a crisp Kentucky marning, when yuh can feel de cool early marning dew on yuh bare feet as yuh walk in de blue grass. On de highway in de distance, de roar of coal trucks. Barking dogs echo across de hills. Children and dem standing at de bus stop, white skies wid a touch of blue grey. At de point where the land disappear and blends with the sky, this island boi swear it looks like de ocean. But I shook me head, be meself back to reality. Me not at de ocean, this is Eastern Kentucky and all dat land is just as beautiful as de endless ocean. Rise and shine, face de day, All create is beautify,.