Hope in God in Hopeless times !!!

The entirely dark, Black night. 
Why has it brought a hundred darknesses with it? 
Why are there these shackles in the feet of light? 
How are these lights, like embers? 
Why are there shadows, and the sunshine is smeary? 


There are stones kept on the wings of Butterflies,
Where are you, O God? 
Some knives rip apart Silk dresses, 
Where are you, O God? 
What type of customs are going on?
What kind of fire is burning? 
Why does the Gray smoke scream? 


The entirely dark, Black night. 
Why has it brought a hundred darknesses with it? 
Why are there these shackles in the feet of light? 
How are these lights, like embers? 
Why are there shadows, and the sunshine is smeary?


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