Thursday, April 28, 2011

Darkness by Laura Mcvey


Darkness
The darkness which has threatened us is here upon this horrid day.
It overthrows the married and happy.
It takes one's life as if it were nothing.
The children do not laugh and play; they only sit and weep.
The old have but to fear, for darkness has come here.
They take their gladness and wrap it up.
They place it where sorrow once stood.
Deep within their hearts they hide the glad for which they knew.
No one speaks a compliment or good morrow to the day.
They've all forgotten what it's like to smile, or even how to play.
No one wears bright colors that always match the sun.
The sun does not, but show his face; he hides behind the clouds.
Darkness is but one's great fear, for it has come upon us.
We sit and watch and taste and hear the people change like wolves.
But I am destined to save the ones who have been swallowed whole.
I'll take my life in my hands and save the people here.
I will not give up until my heart is satisfied that I have done all I could.
And when I am done, I'll pray to the gods that they have understood.

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