The Day Is Too Short But So Is The Night Poem by okoye charles

They are not long, the dark hours of the night,
Red fire once blue will smoke against the sun;
Slow and steady is the advent of light.

Lips that kiss, they hold within them tools that bite;
They carve heaven from smiles, hell when they mourn,
They are not long the dark hours of the night.

Beautiful eyes, they know that tears is right,
For love is pain; and a rose has its thorn.
Slow and steady is the advent of light.

Wise heads they know life is not black and white,
Still they groan that dusk is grey. They say, 'Son,
They are not long the dark hours of the night.'

Broken heart, they beat short their drums of plight,
For time shall undo all the shades of dusk at dawn.
Slow and steady is the advent of light.

And now the darkness had becloud my sight,
I pray rest finds me now that my day is gone.
They are not long the dark hours of the night,
Slow and steady is the advent of light.