Walking The Night Poem by Shane Engisch

As fog rolls in
dark contrast on the city falls
blending in lights and afterglows
singing tones that show the flight
of birds and their patterns they take each way
when the sun comes out to play
And Only freaks seek the moon
eclipsing doom making shadows over streets and gloom
moving their feet and try to emulate
the pretty fate of
daywalkers while they sleep
we give the worth our home and keep
as mother earth weeps
as it gets steep try to clean out the shaded spirits at our feet
while they feed on the one's who yearn to live out and learn
Innocence is sucked dry what can we save
while the vampires see slow motion after the grave
taking the blood and making us grey
when push comes to shove we're put to shame
no more veins no one's sane