Moonlight shines on the lit world below;
Street corner illuminates a radiant glow;
House lights issue safety and control;
Desk lamp continues to stay off and never shows.

If a flower claims to be so beautiful,
Will it retract itself when it is trampeled?
When Thorn overpowers Rose,
Is the bush as pretty as before?

The restless nights wan on and on,
As sleep escapes until just before dawn.
Feelings of sympathy abound for Apathy.
Ironic to find that He is me.