The twilight sun has come and gone,
\nwithout the rise of the new moon.
\nThe birds sing frantically,
\nbut the light is far from reaching them.
\nTheir panicked twitters and caws echo between buildings,
\nbut not to any human ears.
\nThat species that is the ruler of this earth,
\nsleeps soundly in their beds,
\nunaware, and confortable in their belief of a rising sun each morn.
\nOther creatures begin to pick up on the nervousness of the avians,
\nand add their cries to the growing cacaphony.
\nBut the humans yet sleep.
\nNo new light begins to shine,
\nnothing rises above the nearby hills to chase and stretch the shadows.
\nThe fauna starts to panic,
\nbringing the noise to a higher and louder pitch,
\nas they fear for the worst.
\nThe sun would not rise,
\nas it did day after day,
\nand the darkness would trap them forever.
\nThey huddle away, fear clouding instinct,
\nas they await whatever is to come.
\nBut right as hope is leaving the last creature,
\nthe shadows begin stretching themselves,
\nslowly away from the hills,
\nand the light begins to seep back into the world.
\nThe creatures’ cries turn from hopelessness to gratefullness,
\nas their fears are hiden away with the darkness.
\nAnd as the humans finally begin to awake from their beds,
\nall they can think about,
\nis getting the stupid animals to shut up.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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