Day vs Night
The day starts with the rising sun
Light encompassing the world.
Little thorns prick the skin
While trouble sleeps through the morn
Commanding the soldiers to stand ready
While they sift through the daily chaff
Evening begins to fall and madness will arise
Either drinking foul libations
Or swallowing pretty colored hypnotics
Turning their good hearts to darkness
Or the victims of the night.
But standing ever vigilant is justice in blue.
Covered by the calm and cool thin line of gold.