Dear Night, consume me with your darkness so that my eyes won’t see the light of another day and my heart won’t take another beat.

Blind my vision so that I don’t have to look at the greed around me. Impair my ears so that I don’t have to hear about any misdeeds.


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The day light exposes the people’s nakedness and thier unending desire with the currency.

They take pleasure in devouring money. Earning money day and night is orgasmic to them.

People are putting money before everything else. Relationships are at stake. Health and spirituality are abandoned. They put everything behind money, including thier self.

Dear Night cover me all like a blanket and envelop myself all with your darkness, so that I am not a witness to people’s promiscuity. Why should my eyes wake up to the bright light of the day which shatters all thier shame and awkwardness.

They take delight in things which are shameful. They downlook the meek and disparage ’em. The plight of the have nots is music to thier ears. The agony of the poor and weak brings them immense satisfaction and sheer joy.

The money-lovers connot contain thier glee when something tragic happens to thier neighbors. Good neighbors need no fences, they say. But, a fence cannot safeguard the neighbors from the onslaught.

The name of the Divine has become a tool to white-wash thier footsteps. We’re blessed, they say, while the Scripture had proclaimed that the root of all evil is none other than thier dear money itself.

Thier mere sight and thought is disgusting and thier mere presence is loathsome to my soul.

So, once again I ask you …

Dear Night, consume me with your darkness so that my eyes won’t see the light of another day and my heart won’t take another beat.