Night

The night as an day full of quiet
The opposite of light
When the birds stop chirping
And people out of sight
When the animals rest to sleep
And the angles descend
When they write our good deeds
And every thing within
When the people pray the last prayer
When the people go inside
And women undress layer by layer
And praise their god with no other to coincide
when we are sleep
God takes our breath
Sound asleep
Not knowing when is death