EVERY NIGHT WE DIE

Every night we die

For 't's then our sorrows come alive
We recount the day's sour tale
Even stories we thought stale

Every night we die
For 't's then incubus comes alive
Whispering distasteful nonsenses
We can't recount with our senses

Every night we die
For 't's then our debts come alive
Debts owed both in cash and kind
In times we wish we could unwind

Every night we die
For 't's then the dead come alive
Spirits haunted into leaving
Spirits haunting the living

Every night we die
For while asleep
We do not know if we'll slip
Into the land of no return

Every night we die.
                                   Okafor Uzoamaka