IN THE NIGHT


Now my story is told,
Opened book, pages to unfold,
My story is true, thought seemingly old,
Remember it.....
In the night.

A dusky light calls,
As the sun's face falls,
My friends and I will crawl,
Over shadows....
In the night.

A vanishing distant scream,
Rumbling behind the trees,
Rustling with the leaves,
Beyond the wall...
In the night.

Stomach filled, but soul left empty.
Wandering forever in a naked purgatory
Family and friendly remaining memory,
All else is gone....
In the night.

Here I am, this lonely wandered,
Roaming through fall, winter, spring and summer.
Maybe, in this world there still is another,
Hope there is
In the night.

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