When the sun goes down and darkness stretches over the mountains, driving away every beast of the land from his respective hide out,
When the herdsmen converge at the exit to split their flocks after a long tiresome day on the grazing land,
When every single bird of the air together with his counterpart return to their nests after savaging the farmer’s wheat,
When the city grills and casinos become silent as a tomb and the highways are clear like spring water…the wise will close their eyes not,

The night Watchman will catch a glimpse of an ongoing robbery at his neighbours compound but he decides to keep his mouth shut,
Lest he raise an alarm and lose his sacred life for minding other people’s businesses,
Sometimes it’s good to keep your good deeds to yourself, no human whatsoever can give away his life for another to live,
Stay away from danger if you can smell it from afar, Leave agape love for the son of man who laid his life down for ungrateful humans,

Whatever happens between dusk and sunrise, when everyone else has retired to bed will shock you,
There are descendants of Noah who sleep during the day but when night comes they accompany Saul to call upon the spirit of their dead Samuel,
There’s a doctor somewhere who has received a down payment tonight for succesifully carrying out an abortion of a fifteen year old,
The blood of a flawless Abel has reached the ears of He who placed the foundation of the world,

Someone’s wife is running naked all night like a mad man, working tirelessly to shatter the dreams of her neighbour’s brave son,
When tomorrow comes she will be the first to step on that compound, just to confirm whether her target is still alive,
These people forget that there’s someone who doesn’t sleep nor slumber, who records everything under the sun,
Whatever deed it maybe, good or bad, shall be portrayed openly, so be careful of whatever you do when the sun goes down in the west horizon