An ubiquitous stillness, silence

Snapped the olive branch

The parents they wept 

They wept

They wept

While the children they slept 

They slept

 they slept

An insidious laughter echoed in the nebulous reminiscence of a broken society

A whisper cried out "help"

Just one soft, and simple yelp

Out of the suffocating, ominous blanket of black

A portent of hope illuminates

And suffocates the end

The clandestine flash

Of light

Of light

Of light

Of what

Of what

Of what