IN THE DARK OF THE NIGHT

As the day grew old an the nights grew colder, the dust that clouded the sky grew thicker the screams of the innocent grew louder with mass murder of many, the dads worked to death, the childeren with there mother there fate has come but at least they die togther ; As the day grew old an the nights grew colder, i worked in the feild along with my brother an many wounded others ,our backs were slashed ,an we lost our insanity we grew hopeless an tired we began to curse all of humananity; As the day grew old an the nights colder, my fright disaperaed along with my fight to stay alive but we dont complain an we dont dare look away as the dust from the bodies crowed our sight we weep in silence an pray for those that disapered into the dark of the night As the day grew old an night grew colder such poor condition can bring a child my age a very mild an deadly fever my body ached an i could walk no further my vison blured an a burn in my lungs was almost as painful as the clicking of a saftey gun As the day grew old an nights grew colder ,i was at peace an now no longer in fright ,i prayed for those down below as i too joined into the dark of the night