Days... Poem by Rafik Romdhani

Days you keep whisking us away in stunning vistas
And we hear sounds tearing apart the silent night
At times a beast sprouts out from the closest part
And as fear catches the eye many a star darkens
Each new day makes you number one in troubles
Each new day rises bitter bile in throat and flies
It waits somewhere till man is tucked down his grave
And buried
Days you keep rolling us down endless roads
And you crush dreams like that as if they were toads
We show bigger like suns and moons in their rising
But you always dusk on us and soon start the hunting