The darkness will come, so peaceful and true.
The darkness will come, not for me but for you
The darkness will come, to take away the dream
The darkness will come, nobody hears you scream..
Her tears will fall, till the end of all days,
Her tears are the dreams, that peace would prevail.
Her tears will not cease, until all has been done
Her tears will not stop, until the bang of a gun.
The light will not help, the dark will not sleep,
the end of the world upon 600 feet.
To know its the end is the blessing,
to know you will die is the pain.
The gun is your friend but who will you blame?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem.....................