Night Has Many Faces Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

Night has many faces
they metamorphose
in the swell of mood-swings
to conjure images of personhood
defy even Ovid in his dream-skit
of a Greek Trojan war
in a polyphonic gathering
parched vocals fabricate
a mind's drumbeat
to evoke a spirit
to lure the wetness
that drench from overflowing tears
some faces cry with joyful pain
some faces cry with sorrow
grief has no fidelity
joy mocks its fraternity
with faces alluring waning day
night changes everything.