That Dark Night Poem by Itai Oscar

On that dark night it was so dark that one could slice it with a butcher's knife.
Even an owl would struggle flying around on that dark night.

On that dark night.
Cumulonimbus had gathered together all his friends.
They were on a parade preparing to release a great storm.
Their presence eclipsing every star on the face of the sky.

On that dark night.
A lady was walking home alone in a village in Africa.
The vision of her mother's smile and hug was the only source of light she had.

On that dark night.
She mistook a shrub for a robber crouched and ready to pounce.
A scream orchestrated from her throat giving her vocal chords an overtime work.

On that dark night.
Her scream pierced through the dark night like a dart through an enemy's heart.
Her heart beating faster than the african drums on a full moon festival.

On that dark night.
Sweat cascaded down her spine, defying the effects of that night's breeze.
Drenching every part of her body and clothing.