Twelve O'clock Poem by Soly Nasser

After the twelve
Be aware of things, that got no smell
And cannot talk
They say...
In the very deep end, they all change
One milion mask is out, only one remain
Each minute passes slower,
Time floats in the city of nowhere.

Son! Be aware of light that touches the dark,
Dissolves all the hidden places, shows ugly stuff.
Leaves you in the none
Don't touch the sun! They will make you god
And Give you jewels covered with blood,
Leave you in the very deep end.

Oh and son! ...don't try to listen
Lose the sense of hearing
If you ever hear the knocks, dont open the lock
Close all the windows, the wind there is strong
Will give you chills, and honey you'll be scared
You'll die out of cold like a frozen star
But remember stars don't twinkle out there...
Wait for the clock, you'll hear your favourite song by six
Pray when the birds sing,
Don't open when it bells.
Just be aware of rays that come out of the eyes
Will hurt your pride,
Don't follow the light, or you'll go blind
Now sleep tight young man..please remember,
To be aware of things thay cannot talk...
They say: in the very deep end they all change,
After 12 o'clock.