Solace under the moonlight|| #club5050

This piece reminds me of Hope and calmness of heart every night 🌚 or evenings under the moon and star, after the morning rush hours to work, to the bussy day or toiling at the office. To the stress citizens undergo living in a developing or under-developing countries... Moonlight tales are indeed rivals

Solace Under The Moonlight

Dawn to night of silence
solace to our fragile bones
calmness of mind
Mild peace on earth

We rise
surfing the rising sun
we rise
glaring the tiking time
with eyes so bright
And mind full of life
We worked

Labored for men
toiled through the day
The promises of cabals
The hope of national cake

Yet, we stumbled to debts
Trials with pains
aches of the flesh
and Bleeding of heart

With hopes like a child
Dreams full of smiles

Still, we tried again
to live again
Skipped the past
Aiming at the future
Even with the hike in price
We grew more fat

Surely, we wont die
we will multiply
And be loved again

For under the night sky
with the taste of fresh air
dreams will surely rise again

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