How Day Conquered Night

Mysterious days, majestic nights The words used to describe them do not seem quite right For how can it be that night is ‘majestic’? It is always seen as a thought, pessimistic! Now the days, so to speak, are seen as the good A title claimed so that the night never could Therefore why is it seen as mysterious? The amount of activity can make one delirious For one does not notice a ghoul in the day Although darkness may linger and wait for its prey And then in the night, what lovely evening it ‘twas! Not romance at dawn, but romance at dusk For the dangers arise as the world is at work Tempers are not hidden behind that smile nor smirk But the nighttime comes with a goal to rest Those weary backs and that heavy chest Due to the fact, it takes a big heart To go up from the start Let words be words and actions be actions Do not give in to others’ self satisfaction Demons call you names and try their art of depression Their devious ways and evil obsession Cause more pain to some and the cost of close friends Who then will question if they will stay close through the end Mysterious days cause majestic nights to truly be seen As something bad, evil, or dirty, not clean But it fact, it is the day that causes the night To be filled with fear and surrounded by fright!