An Eerie Night

The night is deathly silent As the moon lights the sky High above I see a plane But I cannot here it fly I see a figure on the pavement Walking, at a very rapid pace I can't tell if it's a man or woman Because I cannot see their face In the distance I faintly hear voices But I don't know what the're saying I see no lights coming from a church But I hear God's followers praying I walk past a row of houses Standing all alone I can tell as I walk by That inside no one is home The moon light is very bright The only light to be found Walking alone on the city streets Can make one's heart just pound The dark streets of a city Can be a very eerie place It is this kind of solitude That most people don't embrace 4-12-19/RjH