Another Dead Poem!

In the dead of the night,
I pretend to be a dead man,
So that I can sleep a while, like all of them
In the dead of the night,
I pretend to be a wise man,
They all said, dead men are wiser
They know no worries,
They live for values unknown to life
For which every second soul howl.

In the dead, we all sleep, and
I want to sleep a while like a dead man
Be wised and happy.