3 AM

3 AM

Is characterised by silence

With a voice of its own

It is a baritone which lacks sound

And communicates via gestures unseen

3 AM

Is for the insomniac

Whose sleep has left his eyes

And who sits drunkenly in a chair

Waiting for fresh air

3 AM

Is creativity brought to life

Because in the silence

Of the night

Our insomniac composes

His new opus

3 AM

Is a time to love

And to remember muses

Whose names are of little consequence

Dwarfed by their vehement presence

3 AM

Is the time to chase away

The demons lurking in your head

The shadows that seek to intimidate

And to absolve yourself of blame

3 AM

Is when the night is darkest

But you know the dawn is on its way

And

3 AM

Will leave soon

But I wish it could stay

The Bilge Master