When The Night Comes

When the night comes
The shadows call your name
People become frightened
Nothing will be the same

When the night comes
No safety shall be found
Sounds of the steady drums
There is no solid ground

When the night comes
The innocent will sleep
People will talk,
Yet a secret it will keep.

When the night comes
A promise will be made
Hearts will be broken
All trust will be betrayed

When the night comes
The shadows will be freed
They will be watching
You’ll pay for your misdeeds.

poem by Bianca Silva
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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