Plagued

A Plague Upon The Nation There Is

An overshadow of darkness

Killing everything in its path

Stealing souls

Tampering with happiness

Avoiding such a plague has become inevitable

In the pits of a nightmare we stand

Putting friend against friend

Brother against sister

Mother against child

No one can escape

It is too strong

Striking suddenly

Decomposing the inner you

Painting colorless worlds

Creating angels with broken wings

When will this plague be lifted

And life become liveable

Something strived to be lived

instead of to end

Yet

The end is nowhere in sight . . .