Closeup of man holding lantern, walking in a field at night

Cities at Night


I cannot become one acquainted with the night
City lamps haunt me, when I walk
People surround me with noise they call talk
When all I want is to be left alone
alone, with night, my companion, no light

I cannot become one acquainted with the night
Even in small towns there is no dark
There are stars, burning high
There are cars, drawing nigh
Is there none to aid my plight?

I want to become one acquainted with the night
I want to outwalk the furthest city light
to be where there is no fear
only comfort
never fright
wrapped in darkness
my solace, the night.


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Posted by John Onorato

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