Hold On To The Light Poem by Jacques Johan Swart

Darkness rose from the ground
Faceless beings stood around
Wielding daggers of despair
Slashing and bagging without a care

Inner demons laughed at us
As our sacredness was being crushed
We could not fight, we didn't dare
We simply stood helpless, in a saddened stare

Children cried out for love
Holding on to the feeble hope of a white dove
It would not come today
No mercy will come our way

Some hid in a flickering light
Picked off in a synchronized delight
Darkness is what they crave
It is where we will be enslaved

They tortured us with light
Randomly appearing, within touch, within sight
A devious plan to drain our hope
Taking our life force by the throat

Happiness seems distant now
The world dead at least for now