Homework November 3: The Longest Night
Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 6:43 pm
The Longest Night
It is said that each night has its morning,
but it’s not so, they lie,
for still innocents die
in the light of each new day that’s dawning.
In the villages thousands are fleeing
from the darkness, a flood,
a great river of blood,
and the laws that religion’s decreeing.
And for those who remain there’s no waking
to find freedom of choice,
or the chance of a voice
in the hell that insurgents are making.
To oppose them means sure retribution,
for unless you repent,
any sign of dissent
brings a brutally swift execution.
“Where is justice?” the people are crying.
“Where is hope, where is peace,
who will give us release?
Must we watch as our homeland is dying?”
And the name of this country of sorrow?
It is many, not one,
that now live by the gun,
and extinguish the light of tomorrow.
© David Campbell 27/10/14
It is said that each night has its morning,
but it’s not so, they lie,
for still innocents die
in the light of each new day that’s dawning.
In the villages thousands are fleeing
from the darkness, a flood,
a great river of blood,
and the laws that religion’s decreeing.
And for those who remain there’s no waking
to find freedom of choice,
or the chance of a voice
in the hell that insurgents are making.
To oppose them means sure retribution,
for unless you repent,
any sign of dissent
brings a brutally swift execution.
“Where is justice?” the people are crying.
“Where is hope, where is peace,
who will give us release?
Must we watch as our homeland is dying?”
And the name of this country of sorrow?
It is many, not one,
that now live by the gun,
and extinguish the light of tomorrow.
© David Campbell 27/10/14