Weakness has set in.
As the body has nothing more to give in.
Even the mind has grown weak and lean.
The eyes are beginning to set in.
The vigour and vitality dancing around,
Are now tired.
Feet are now being dragged around.
The market place has become a desert.
Bulbs and lanterns have taken over.
The kids have left the field for their rooms.
Even the bus stop has become quiet!
No more skirts and trousers on the streets.
Can someone tell me what’s going on?
Is that bulb or lantern shinning in every house?
Has this place become a grave yard?
Or is wickedness roaming the streets?
Oh! Am told…
Day has gone, night is here.
D