Akinsola Akinbiyi

Pains of the night

The sky is clear 

And the dew had dry

The breeze blew gently 

On our tender skin 

Dries our tears 

That we shed through the night.

 

The sun is out 

Smiling at us

To go through the day

O, please don\'t change your mood

And scorch our skin

To make us early weary

 

The sun has gone to sleep 

And the stars shining bright in the sky

And the moon married to them all

Make us happy 

But yet we think of the night

Are our tears over?

 

We go to rest 

With hope it has end

Just to see 

There are tears left

But there comes a time

It would be joy, when we go to rest.