The silence of the night is loud
There are no voices in the crowd
The hum of traffic silent now
And quiet rules the streets somehow.
But soon the dawn will bring the light
To once again renew the fight
I am so tired of all this mess
The burden’s heavy I confess !
Where’er I turn there is unrest
To north or south to east or west
One can’t find peace not anywhere
How shall we thrive in such despair ?
Claire V. Bogdanos 