Danger of Darker Dance

Danger of Darker Dance In the heart of the desert, where shadows cast despair, An ideology emerged—a venomous affair. Visionless and blind, it spread its wicked creed. Ignorant butchers are planting violent seeds. In the Middle East, where cultures intertwine, A malignancy arose—a dark design. It wore the cloak of faith, distorted and defiled. A mask of virtue yet cruelty compiled. Through arid lands and ancient streets, It swept like a tempest, with cold deceit. It whispered lies, fuelled by hate, Igniting conflicts, sealing a grim fate. Ignorance's banner, reason cast aside, A doctrine of violence, where shadows hide. In the name of what they deemed divine, They sowed discord, embracing the malign. Brother turned against brother, a bitter strife, A canvas painted with the hues of human life. Murderous echoes in the ancient breeze, A symphony of sorrow, bringing nations to their knees. Conflict became their language, chaos their refrain, As blood-soaked sands bore witness to the pain, Yet, blinded, they remained, by dogma's cruel veil. A visionless horde, where reason and compassion fail Butchers, not of meat, but of souls and minds, Spreading poison is where humanity binds. Their legacy etched in scars, deep and red. A tale of violence is too often left unsaid. Yet, in the midst of shadows, a flicker of light, Hope blooms in hearts against the endless night. For even in darkness, seeds of change may grow. And from the ashes, a new story may be bestowed. Let us rise against the blindness, the ignorance, and the hate. Illuminate the path towards a kinder fate. In the Middle East, where conflicts burn, May understanding and compassion return.