Darkness <br />It sweeps over the land <br />Incasing and enveloping <br />Everything <br />In a blanket of darkness <br />Noone makes a sound <br />U can hear the <br />Steady beat of the <br />Drums as the <br />People march on <br />They march to be free <br />To be free of <br />Opression <br />To be free of racism <br />And hate <br />You can hear them <br />Chant as they march <br />These people come <br />From all walks of life <br />Some are rich some <br />Are poor <br />Young or old <br />Male or female <br />Black or white <br />They don't give a damn <br />What religion u r <br />Nor what u look like <br />Everyone is a person <br />No matter what <br />Race <br />Religion <br />Gender <br />They march on as the <br />Dark sweeps across their homes <br />A heavy silence <br />Envolopes them all <br />They want to leave this place <br />No birds sing <br />This is a place with no hope <br />But with plentiful of <br />Hunger <br />Famine <br />Disease <br />War <br />No one is safe <br />No one can avoid it <br />The rich loose people close to them, as do the poor <br />They all band together to <br />Avoid the darkness <br />Finally they are safe <br />Safe because they joined together. <br />A divided people became one.<br /><br />Devi Beaver<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/darkness-340/
