Lights are off, pistons are resting
The Discotheque has stopped,
One in two had been done or waiting for tomorrow
My mind journeys, to space and time of acts
To friends and adversaries, my soul seeks God
My eyes, are heavy, I pull a pillow
I see your eyes, painted is a star of hope
I drift to Slumber land, peacefully.
Charles Jagongo Ogola
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-mile-before-i-sleep/
