' NOCTIPHOBIA '

Let me sieve the world
of its deep rooted pain,
over uncertainty n' riches,
upon streams of blood.

Aiding gods aren't dogs,
neither ogun from Ogun '
to him who lost gold,
cry soft n' belch hopes.

Stories untold cloud senses,
Shepherd at night scold fear
For the unknown is peril'
But merry is about survival.

Demons paid off light to...
Torture sneeze n' parades
at shaft dark snows -a soul,
leaving fearsome trails, at a go.

Blinding demons of morrow
of their crystal-titudes ,
of their green exploits
but tomorrow has star eyes.

Trade as to reap, mend ways ',
sway not, fill up courage ',
night comes n' goes, -nature,
as dews moan upon your fates.

Author Kelly JUUZ
(A salient prolific author...)
18/10/2018
 07:43AM

This piece fills men with courage over the fear of the night and laments over some spine chilling naturalistic events of the dusk.