Who knows why the night
Determines
Who should live,
Who should die,
Who should get to fight,
And,
Who gets to fuck?
Who gave the night
So much power
Over us?
People laughing
Never to remember.
A mother crying
Never to forget.
The night is king
And queen
And the entire court of thieves.
While we play the bloody fools.
Traipsing around
One eye blinded
The other on a prize
That'll never be ours.
The night is cunning.
A fox on the prowl
And we are its prey.
The damned night.
So many souls lost
To the night.
So much potential given away
To the allures of the
Fucking night.
About the Creator
Jason White
Jason White is a father, a grandfather, knowledge seeker and sharer. Jason is the owner of Growth Positive Consulting where he puts his fundraising and management skills to great use. He is a writer, a woodworker, and a philanthropist.
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