Days of Darkness

In the days of darkness, 
When everyone sees no sense,
In deeds of humanity, 
In the joy of unity,
In people's  liberty, 
There  is need for Justice. 

In the days of darkness, 
When demons are happy, 
They feed on the good blood, 
And spare the bad, 
For they are birds  of same feathers,
They have no room  for the good. 

In the days of darkness, 
Everyone looks for refuge,
All the good  are prey, 
Hunted by the wild, 
Like fugitives have no choice, 
Some succumb to dark forces. 

In the days of darkness, 
The poor is the puppet, 
Tossed  to and fro,
To benefit  the master, 
Who is hungry for treasure,
Does  all wickedness  for pleasure. 

In days of darkness, 
There's need for sanity, 
Wickedness  to uproot
And order  to plant, 
And humanity to grow, 
In children of the old. 

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