DARKER THAN LIGHT
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What a day, hectic
night fell on my toes
Sun disappeared on my head
food I seek as I ran fast
Okay I became after.
O my body searched rest
bed was her right nest
she fell like a lumber
then everything disappeared
Another world appeared.
Like cinemas in the '70's
the only colours noticed
were grey, white, and black
but no soundtrack just voice behind
and it was one man's cinema.
It was a perfect Friday
the outside world was busy
all buds hung on the bar
party hard like it's thier last
but it's World Premiere in here.
The lights got dimmer
the screen got brighter
A thriller came rolling in
It's dinner the family were seated
everyone was served by Maemors joy.
Finally the movie
the bed rained cozy
every limb dropped dead
the night got deeper
and eyes hooked on the screen before.
"Some horns had meeting
not more than twenty
somehow not less than eight.
Top secret this was to be
no press, no other eyes to see.
On suit they were suited
playing thier best niche
seated very closely close.
Everyone paid his attension
with all five senses, it's crucial.
They thought differently
but spoke as one
They thought in differently language
but spoke in one, Greek.
The most important matter was raised
"When to make the number a must"
in trade and deals
on coins and bills
on both hands and heads
in every state and belief.
Suggestions were not needed
as they whispered in unison
"When the little horn dies"
That nosy little horn
That white horn on white
that sat on Truth and Faith"
The number was a summation of a name.
The lights got brighter
the sceen got dimmer
Finally the world disappear
then the outside appeared.
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