Requiem

At the stroke of half-past five,

As the day dawned

And I watched,

The Night retraced its step,

Allowed the daylight to spread,

Removed offending darkness,

Awakened sleeping life,

Reignited action and hunger

And revived hopes and dreams;

The least it could do

Before it shifted gradually

To the other side of the boat

Carrying us across the starlit sky

To where we had started

To study and undress the past.