This is the night of darkness.
Where fear over takes us.
This is the night we cease.
Where upper rooms, doors
Are comforts and a fortress.
This is the night we lost.
A friend, a companion,
In the worst way imaginable.
Enemies of a state who kills.
This is the night of losses.
Lost hope, perspective,
Dreams gone on the wind.
When will they knock?
This is the night before
The dawn, before hope
Comes in the news...
The good news, death
Has not won.
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