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Creatures of the Night

Time’s dark veil floats slowly to Earth
As people of twilight wait for rebirth
A species is stirring, about to take charge  
The men of the gloom, dark workers at large

Moonlit toil revealed by the morn
Papers now printed, babies now born
Cities scrubbed clean by fastidious hordes
Nocturnal writers put thoughts into words

Samaritans listen to sad people crying
The carers attend to the sick and the dying
Harvesters counting their catch from the sea
A jailer considers a recidivist’s plea

Men of letters with addresses unknown
Those of the air, many miles have been flown 
A glow in the sky tells of morning’s first light
It’s the end of the day for the creatures of night

I Dont Really Care What People Say

Taking life on a slow mo
Its a no go
To see how wanderful 
You go old

Not so wanderful
when you see the cape
Trying to make your escape
But its all fake

People think too loud
World's such a crowd
They ignore my shouts
I see more rain in the dark clouds

I saw babies crying 
Falling
Making death on the street
Cant tell when you bleed?

I think people talk to loud
Gatta say what they want
What they see
Why dont you let my life be?

I dont really care
What people say
Just care where
My life's going today

Its a Rap

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