Before the Cockcrow

BEFORE THE COCKCROW late at night, struggling with my heavy eyes On my delicate eye lids it lands , the natural sleep It is dark, quiet , a little dry The moment a pin drop sounds loud like a car horn When the tick of the wall clock becomes audible Gently lying in my little space Falling to the unconscious world All before the cockcrow All I remember is closing my sinful eyes How my spirit travels in the dreams I knoweth not Crossing rivers, jumping rope , chatting like in real life I heard , some people murmur rubbish , say they sleep talk Some snore so loud like the bleats of goat All in the night before the cockcrow Enemies best moment to lunch some war The arrows , how I survive I do not know Some babies couldn't do but bed wet Having some dreams, seeing himself urinating Worst scenario when I skipped dinner The hunger comes knocking , the night seems longer I sometimes count the ceiling slates , praying for the cockcrow The wonders of the night, the angels sent to me Oh God, how marvellous is your work on me before the cockcrow Growth occurs, as some nutrients flow Healings, stress relieved, all my bones stretched My organs recharged and the brain refreshed Within the short moment, before the cockcrow Spirit travels and returns for me to wake Yet, sometimes I forget to say thankful After the cockcrow, the ungrateful rush to set out How to feed for the day occupies the mind I implore , when the cockcrow, remind me to say "thank you Lord" Oh lord, at the dawn when I wake Put in my mouth your song of praise, singing....." any time I see another breaking of the day , I say thank you lord, thank you lord...." For your protection is irreplaceable, all day and every time , even before the dawn, when within the ear range, the cock crows. Faniyi James is a writer, a poet and a career trainer. Mr. Legend.