Nitetime (from journal entry 8-2-93)

why is it nitetime that everybodys afraid
hell, its daylite we should fear
at nite teh big cheesey moon sends her soft blue lite
while the corner lite sets stage for the knowledge midnite musician
there is something intriguing about the cadence of the nite
something in its lyrics
its its effervescent gleam
its midnite shine
it is aesthetic at its best
its peace
its blackness
its sex appeal adn its appeal to sex
or maybe just my apprehension to its antithesis
you see, in the daylite there is nothing we can hide
the thieves walking by can see your expensive jewels
the ghetto timberland prints are easily spotted at the crime
in the daytime there is nothing we can hide

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why is it nitetime that everybody afraid
hell, its daylite we should fear