When the night comes, the day shall go to dusk... 

As the stars count the hours of a Knight 

The moon emerges like the thief of the Night.


As the window goes to sleep,in silence it remain. 

Feeling the sound of the sea

upon the canoe the brain shall rest

snoring like a busybody.


Alas, nothing get doing...

As the music of the night flow with the sea..

It rings out melodious sounds phlegmatically.


The legs shake to the GBEDU… well, it dance.

 Now the sound booms outlike a baby's cry


with joy the night remain … 

Voices say : you are welcome to the new world


©Taking Toheeb