Nightfall

Time flies
Before we realize it’s gone,
Time is as a stream that flows,
Time and again it cease none,
Each second holds a vital meaning,
“Work while it’s still daylight” they say.
For while you slumber nature is stealing,
Like a snake it crawls in total silence

Goodness and Sadness are children of Nature,

Hatred falls like the tears of the Moon
For in great sadness it close one eye
I gazed, behold weeping was the moon
Her heart was bleeding like a stricken wound
I starred and I saw her release her anger
I witnessed as day was covered in dark cloud,
Like a cave shuttered from its entrance

I saw the moon cover the world with its hands,

Her hands were as wounded as of a Knight’s,
I saw the world shaken in fear and brokenness
I saw dead men lying on the ground like leaves!
Those who were living practiced death unaware!
Their minds were enjoying the sweetness of death!
Even the Wiseman lay with their eyes opened,
Seers snored solemnly as they dreamt of peace,

I waited a moment to see walking folks,

I heard only the sounds of bees and cockroaches!
Men had fallen like a drop of water on the ground,
Their wings spread on the ground as they dreamt,
“Set me free from this dream” I shouted,
I heard the moon whispering to me
“Time for happiness is no more”
I tried to raise the men who practiced death!
None could hear my voice, for they were gone

Machete Thabo