An Ode to the Night


During day you can march with someone’s team
During day you can ignore someone’s screams

At night you can read and you can cook
If you are hungry and you have a book
If you have been given luck’s happy look
And are not one of the completely forsook

At night you can’t avoid being alone
If you march, you have to do it on your own

Day is the time to fight for the chance
Night is the time to sing and dance
But you can take a different stance
And prefer night to take on the chance

Day is for some who have been accepted
Night is one refuge for all the rejected

Night is when the power’s evil agent calls
Night is also when the time seems to stall
Night is the time to catch up with the rest
Night is when you can put ideas to the test

Day is conformity, unheard cries and commitment
Night is commitment, preserved cries and conformity

Day is when the life all around lives loudly
Day is also when you can show off proudly
The cover of the rotten core of your soul
The toll that you take on History’s scroll

Night is the known ignorance of the unknown
Day is the unknown ignorance of the known

Day reigns with all the power of the sun
Allied with the power of the sun’s civilization
Night has the inconsistent support of the moon
Backed up by the romantic weak starry swoons

Of course night can be terrifying too
But it usually leaves you to be you

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