count the days and nights

 

Women come and go

Men play then they forget

The neon lights still light

The nights still glow in sight

The conversation forget

Burying deep in the mind

Only the memories stay

The good and bad hide

The footprints may trick

Of the years or months pass by

Of women and men

Locked in cultivation

Dreaming of paradise

The sunset and chilled nights

The splashes of waves to the shores

The whispering windy breezes call

The time will pass

The light will switch off

The women and men

Will count the days and nights