Restless Nights Poem by ikhalfani solan

Its 3 am
All is quiet below distance multiple barks
And rhythmic breaths of baby

Depression, exhaustion, bad financial situation
Daylight dawns smaller odds of survivng
Crime infested nation

Then a distant cry
Indistinguishable
From the direction of loud and loose entertainment
Each scream echoes fear

Maybe its the music?
Could it?
Even though silenced be
Another source
Of restless nights


inkuumba