the provider of light
shines bright
when she's full at midnight;
Paving the way through perilous
night flights;
Walking down dark alleys
catching the silhouettes of shadows
in the dark
watching to spring traps,
but
the Most High provides
the moon's glow
to illustrate which dark path to take
in order to flow
Every step is a calculated move
playing chess at the witching hour,
prepared with my tools
in case I run up on some fools
acting like they gooning;
While Her shine is looming
throughout the world
blessing us with a little bit of light
when all others go out...