Overnight Lounge Poem by Wisdom Clay

The death of days, birth of nights

The call of duty, courage of knights

The loots of war, spoils of hatred

The warm of love, closeness of kindred

Talent, Attitude, Luck or Love

What crucible shapes the form

An end that justifies a means

A reach out to meet a need

Success, what combination comes its form

The reward of a traded talent

The attitude of the positive minded

The unpredictable force of luck