Night Walk.

Walking through nights empty streets.
Quietness everywhere my soul meets.
Shops and pubs closed and lifeless.
Nesting birds quiet and flightless.
Hungry rats fat and big.
Through bags of rubbish quietly dig.
Weather hot and the night air dry.
By itself a baby fox does cry.
Night sky black and full of stars.
Streets quiet and empty of cars.
Through nights streets i peacefully walk.
Everywhere quietness to me does peacefully talk.