A Dark Cloud Rises In The East
A dark cloud rises in the East
Controlled by a twisted mind
Unleashing a once forgotten beast
That walks restless and blind.
How could the world be not aware
Of the danger that was funded by our own greed?
Did anybody even really care
that we were the ones that planted the seed?
What has grown out of this seed
Can’t be tamed by meaningless words
Our hands can’t be washed clean from the deed
And all that really matters are verbs!
Where once fields bloomed,
the land turned from yellow to brown,
and blue peaceful skies turned into gray,
Leaving the earth doomed.
I can still hear in the villages the joy
Of calm days with children playing outside
But all that is left now is some old toy
And the happiness of this place just died.
Within weeks faces turned from soft and calm to worried and wrinkled
Where families were united, they are now separated.
But there is still the same light in their eyes
The hope to an end of the madness!
When everything falls apart
You need to look deep into your heart
Take courage in a new start
And throw a new dart!
New sunflowers will be planted around the place,
They will soon start to blossom from town to town
Giving everyone again a warm face
And only gratitude will be worn.
Again and again, we are reminded that life is a battleground:
Between day and night, good and evil, sunshine and rain
And we will never be sure that one will prevail against the other,
That good will overcome evil, love over hate or joy defeat pain.
It always has been this way and always will be,
And if it were not so, all existence would come to an end.