Night peeked at Morning

Hiding his disguise

Morning was naive

To Night’s shady lies

 

Morning shone bright

And blinded our eyes

We were too tired

To see ol'Night's rise

 

Morning’s big brave heart

Is striped red and white

Speckled stars of blue

Winning every fight

 

Night was fear, control, and evil

Racism, hate, and crime

He never showed his true colors

Just waiting for wartime

 

We only ever talked about

How Morning’s number one

Even though Night shouted out

He comes at us with guns

 

An interior enemy, Night became

He crept out into Morning’s light

He threatened divides amongst his people

And Morning had lost her sight

 

Gloomy days filtered the sky

While Morning wept of what she lost

Lo, she had forgotten what

Night has thus forgot

 

Masses of people

Remembered this too

That strength is in numbers

Bad cannot outdo good

 

Morning stood tall

Waving her flag

Night couldn’t believe it

He got very sad

 

Night slumped back down into his shadows

Morning won her home back

Everything has been better since then

Now that the people finally fought back