WHEN THE SUN SLEEPS...
We experience this moment every day... When the sun goes home to rest, leaving us with little light to continue our activities... This is the very moment that defines who we are and the life we have built.. For someone, home calls and it's an unapologetic time to meet our loved ones and relax But for some, whose homes are like a cell with family members as cell partners. A home where children are entertained with rhythm-less sounds of argument and fight their parents give. When the sun sleeps the existence of pain and emptiness begins to haunt us. The street becomes a home for some with the sky serving as a roof over their heads. The cold of the night erodes them of a goodnight sleep. Some see it as a moment to catch up with the world's expectation by hustling, reading. It's also a moment to forget our sorrows, therefore, seeking temporary happiness by partying and getting high. Those who incline themselves to their religion see it as