The Marking Of The Night

Quiet
Cool and Calm
The night before the close
The marking of the night

Many they were
Finish must be
Deadline on the mark
The marking of the night

Most days
Busy caught up
Time could not help
The marking of the night

Then the must
Red balls on the alert
Rolled through the brains
The marking of the night

At the tail
Many flew colors
Most wore real red
The marking of the night

by Samuel Eyitayo

Comments (2)

the world is so temporay. but the memorys we create within our soul last forever. great write
Yes this world is temporary. Nice write, a well needed message.