Storm Of The Night Poem by Daniel .E. Hemme

All true darkness takes time,
all true fears have tasted pain.
All shadows hunt the frightened,
like children they flee,
before the eyes of hunters,
the wind blows harsh,
the shadows fierce,
eyes screaming beyond,
just outside the curtain.
Gaping mouths scream,
what mercy of humanity?
Fearless,
the ignorant stand,
the brave weep.
Nothing more than an idea,
just another fear,
yet another emotion.
Again,
the night breathes,
peace for the awake.
Peace? Just another fear,
Pursuing the storm.