As the sun sinks behind buildings and meadows;
When darkness moves in and the lesser lights rule -
Lone figures scurry and slink in the shadows
Mangy and starving they search, sniff and drool.
During the day they rest and they slumber
Seeking a spot in the sun or the shade;
Once it is dark and the sun has gone under
They run in packs for protection and aid.
Shadowy figures; thin, supple and sly
Scavenging; searching from sunset 'till dawn -
So do they live, and so will they die;
Homeless and hopeless; forgotten; forlorn.
In the dark shadows they live and they roam -
Some with their friends; others alone.
Survival a struggle; a desperate fight;
They are the ladies and lords of the night.
Lost souls who wander the dark streets of life
Searching for answers 'midst crisis and storm;
Living lives filled with confusion and strife
Unhallowed spirits; hopeless; forlorn.
In the night's shadows they have made a home -
Some live with friends; others alone.
Wrestling against the Truth and the Light;
These are the ladies and lords of the night.
© 2009
