The Night Is Over Poem by Blessing Asake

the night is over,
morning drew gives hives,
our willingness is just behind
the night mess is over.

the night is over
we all had one in a dark memories,
willing to give up
the days might be short.

the night is over
our thoughts for living is hoping; I just; i wish; things will be alright,
this are our better day thought.

the message is overwhelming not just in time,
yet we all forget and pretend it never was,
we kin for a goal we never set, just in time the night is over.