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Darkness


Darkness was all that was there Black, the color of a rising movement Hate, the feeling that overflowed the nation White, actions patterned with violence Hope, fuel for peaceful end to hate Dreams were fire that grew Resistance, spark that ignited the fire and rage Separate, ideal and demeaning for all involved Burning, fear imbedded deep into the souls of men Together, all were strong for a greatness to be had Light shown through Praise, given in cry’s with repetition Reluctance, destroyed a way of life to push on a new Order, power behind forceful rights to be given Shots, leaders were killed while dreams lingered And yet darkness was still there
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