Thursday, November 13, 2008

Nightfall Arrived

From the cities plagued with rebel insurgency
To the village where there's no currency
Thrown away into the river wide and deep
Brought down from the sky where gods sleep

Taking a break when the clock strikes six
Fools on street corners envy each others' fix
Some pay the fortune of honest cash
Others fall to their knees for dishonest splash

There walks the women who plays with her hair
The honorable driverby pretends she's not there
There stalks the shady man who folds his coat
The dishonorable one plants his knife in the throat

I am disgusted by the acts and trade of the night
But to many they are what makes things so right
One day maybe it'll all be okay and society's at its prime
But for now they sit back and enjoy the bounty of a dime

When the sun rises and the people are long gone
What remains is the remnant of an old line drawn
As daylight shone we all sing and rejoice that we survived
But it fell to careless candescence when nightfall arrived

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