Men and the dark

Fast, the night, the dark…
they returned; men, women
and children as if for safety –
running away from the brothers:
the night and the dark.
All other places are made desolate
For all moral activities; like a chase
It came, the gentle fearful dark
With only a dim eye light to see
Through the thick cloudy dark.

In the morning the cloud, they scatter
around with the friendly sun which
burns their skin and blinds their eyes
-- those who hate them as they walk,
Side by side with them,
next to them they sit—
public buses, greetings, smiles
-- in the night and dark they hide
underneath their hair like lice
to get rid of their host.