When Night Comes

When Night Comes

It will come for all, as all sleep

When it comes for you

When it comes for me, what will I do 

Darkness so consuming, covererd by it

So thick, I can reach out and touch it

It comes, its presence is felt by all, born

Came from a dark place of comfort 

Where in darkness I was protected

Now it steals my health

Robs me of that most precious thing

Even my wealth

It will shut me up in the inner most prison

Will I be able to sing songs in the night

Will others of the night, hear me? 

They ask, "how can we sing songs at midnight" 

Can I testify to that, when night comes

It  comes for a world mired in pain

Voices cry out for relief again and again

When humans are as fodder for others

Others born from the night of the womb

In our greed, our heartless, sinful longings 

We have made a world, inhospitable

As all born of it and into it, touched by it

All reached out by its hands from the womb

We enter to live in it , carressed by it

To again enter it via our tomb

Despite all decisions that had to be made

Difficult, simple, many, not so few

Should we extract it, as it must be

Yet thinning, only blood will set us free

Both needed, yet not doing both now

A life is in jeopardy, a choice to be made

The night will come for all

When it comes for me, when it comes for you

What will we do?