Dark Or Light

With a swift brush of air upon the setting eve, Wanting it to be daylight then who shall deceive. I ponder the day, which passed without reprieve. Just another day come and gone for life’s display. A moment an hour many, many taken this day, To recall events of the desperate ways of men To hinder any response from the spirit of sin, Once bigotry of female slavery, it is won. Half of humanity slavery, persecuted for fun. Sin is where; hypocrisy rules the king’s knights. Sin was said to begin upon the end of day light. Eve’s darkness arrives and blackens my sight. Is it true blindness that enrages all to fight? Darkness abounded me upon this forth night. Is this just evil running, before the daylight? Who knows the illness, which afflicts us all? Where should we go to receive or just fall? Existence has many questions for any call. Future slavery, different ways and our decent, Slavery of discontent is this all that is meant. Peace and comfort are these just a lie. Peace and comfort with joy to try. With a swift scent new, upon the coming morn, Darkness abruptly engages with many to scorn