The night hums,
A soft, peaceful note,
Unheard by many a man.
A friend took,
The back door way to,
Enter a house wrongfully.
No complaints,
And no regrets too,
For foolishness has no bounds.
Sing a song,.
The stars advise me,
And let God take care of you.
No blues now,
For human frailties,
Are the norm of this damned age.
I have come
From the best, high place,
And hope to return there soon.
With my God,
And His loving grace,
My contact prayer is my peace.