This is the dark time, my love, <br />All round the land brown beetles crawl about <br />The shining sun is hidden in the sky <br />Red flowers bend their heads in awful sorrow <br />This is the dark time, my love, <br />It is the season of oppression, dark metal, and tears. <br />It is the festival of guns, the carnival of misery <br />Everywhere the faces of men are strained and anxious <br />Who comes walking in the dark night time? <br />Whose boot of steel tramps down the slender grass <br />It is the man of death, my love, the stranger invader <br />Watching you sleep and aiming at your dream.<br /><br />Martin Carter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-is-the-dark-time-my-love/
