THE NIGHT IS AWAKE ......

                                                                                          The night is awake

   

      It is awake to be with those,

       That are still working,

      To keep life going,
      Even after the sun is gone.

      The night is awake,
      To look after the homeless,

      Shivering in biting cold,

      On the footpaths of rich cities. 

      It is awake to give company,

     To the lone night watchman,
    Walking up and down the streets,
    Breaking the silence with his whistle.

      And the night is earnestly awake, 

     To be with  braveheart soldiers,

     Facing the most  trying conditions, 

     Guarding the country's borders.

         
         It is awake in honour of the martyrs,
         Who laid  their precious lives down,
        To ensure that the nation remains safe,
         Through the wildest of enemy attacks.

         It is awake to console the bereaved kins,
         Who were waiting for the loved ones,
        To come home safe and  sound,
        But see them brought in the coffins.

                    
                    
                         
                            
                     
                     
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