#WritcoPoemChallenge
The time between dusk and dawn,
The time between night and morn,
I travel beyond places unknown,
I marvel upon visages alone
I tends to make the prime ray,
My tilling hour, that at the very end of day
I will find no hardship in nursing my needs,
I will find no nip in caring my creed
Then by the dusk of time,when it glooms
Those that extorts,shall find it hard in doom,
To whisk my labour,
Or raid my harbour
For what i have used the dawn to gather,
Blissfully assures my safety in the latter
As mortals is to trod the ray while it beam
and rest at dusk when it moment dim.