Darkness has returned with a vengeance

And like a black hole, it sucks every thing

Good, sweet, and beautiful in its center.

Even songs that happy children sing.

Darkness sits and waits for a moment,

Eager to destroy those who love,

Happy to rob the weary of all hope.

It laughs at those innocent as doves.

It squeezes life out of  dusty bones 

And those too old to be of any use;

Locks away those who know despair 

And gives them such a lame excuse

For denying them the right to breathe.

In our haste, we say a little prayer

And tell them God is all you need. 

We convince ourselves we care.             

Yu/stan/kema