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IN THE NIGHT


In the night I see clouds squad Moving from eastern to western Dancing in the northern and southern Passing their gazes to the earth In the night I see the moon Moving slowly as if it is not moving Spitting the light as it's belch That fills our darkest world with it's venom In the night I see the stars Filled the sky with their quantity Moaning in their positions Blinking and announcing their presence In the night I hear the songs Of farthest sound that the birds sing From different positions to all directions That lullaby the soul of the world In the night I hear the voice of silence That chats with vigil no more And calls for fear any more Which gospels the name of sleeping In the night I receive a visitor That cannot talk but can gesture ith no body but it's shape And some times brings fearness
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Abubakar Muhammad Usman

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