When Night Comes... Poem by Uwakwe Uchechkwu

Dizzy, the city grows at the onset of night.
Cars disappear from the highways
Like vampires do at the slightest flicker of light
And fagged souls drag their feets.
Noise silently scurries away within hours
In what seems a coup between noise and silence.
The stars go for a picnic beside beaches
and some arrive on surfboards.
Sleep blows her seductive spells
and spins a wool o'er the minds of men.
The moon makes her way from being hidden under the dim shadows of the sky
mountains.
O'er the roofs of men she falls like snows
While the owls seldom perch
As they scale the heights with their lofty claws.
The bats bask like lizards under the moon
And the crickets chorus in high notes
To such an extent - - you'll think there's a party.
War visits the rat colony,
Rats squeak and scamper at the 'mewws' of cats;
It's a festival in 'cat-land'
A festival to make prey the poor rats.
Somewhere beside the pool, the bachelor toads
shout on their voices at the spinster toads.
And the dogs at a nearby street
bark at a distant torch flash.
The security man feeds his rifle a bullet
Next, he hits the robber's feet.
The sounds of which sends the clouds parking
And earth goes deaf from the roars of her native gun...