The Dark of Day
All will be great till the darks of the days
people will go about in there ways
Everyone awaits for what today will bring,
But the sun always shine, all the birds always sings
But when the darkness comes all will fade,
Homes go blank like children never played ,
All becomes silent but the rustle of the leaves,
Thoughts becomes distant from those whom believed.
The Children will lie all tucked in their beds,
As thoughts of demons quickly go through their heads.
They will call for their parents as if they can save them,
But they so tired pretend like they don't hear them.
But them being children they will call and call,
As the parent wish more and more for silence to fall.
All of their wishing will come to a halt,
As they hear one single cry as if they were at fault
But as nothing lasts forever the sun rises again,
The break of the silence from the roar of the hen,
People arises as if to praise the sun for its ray,
And so then maybe today it will come to stay.