Fighting With the Shadows

fighting with the shadows
i can see a dark cloud
is like the moon is not coming
up tonight
not even the star's is 
out tonight
what could tonight bring
when all this shadows 
are in disguise

fighting with the shadows
i can see a dark cloud
where birds fly like in the noon
i hear mysterious voice's
in there shadows
the night is long
so my eye's needs? a rest
yet am awake while
i wait for my sleep to come
the morning Sims so far
to reach
as i keep watch 
hopeing to catch 
my dreams

fighting with the shadows
i can see a dark cloud
is like the watch men
are sleeping while
witch's fly like a war plane
Wizards in their shadows
waiting to suck bloods? off
the innocent asleep
Above my roof i hear 
the steps of evil shadows
in disguise
as i Watch all night long
wishing my eye's should 
catch a sleep
yet all i see 
are shadows
some are physical
some are mysterious
some are magical
some are real
some are Illusive
none was with a mark 
of good
then i realise how long
this night will be 
as i keep 
fighting with the shadows

note 
in connection of life in 
the third world
so relate this poem 
to our reality 
all we do is keep
fighting with the shadows
with the fear of the 
unknown
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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