A Street Fair For Braves

The light glows at night The stream steals away The stars from the sky The moon peeps through The sheet of steady water As clouds slowly pass by The wind flows softly Lifting the hair of naughty Dancers in the streets With sounds of drums And pianos revelers get Crazy performing twists From windows and doors Essences flow to mingle in The festive air of the town Drunk and tired revelers are Back to home before Shutters are pulled down The fair is for rich and poor To make their country great They fight all the days hard They revel in their success Each one has zeal to survive Each one is a brave guard