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 blood of the good,
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 wikedness for pleasure.

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

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