Shadows climb across the walls
Darkness moves ever closer
Silence pushes in and in
Fear weighs the air down
Is anyone there
Will anyone come
No
The child closes her eyes
Tears will not help
She curls up in a ball
But still the cold is there
Hoping praying wishing
For what
For whom
Nothing
There is no dawn to come
There is no sun to shine down
The air is gray and thick
The clouds do not rise or fade
What is the crime
What was the sin
None
Dispair has conquered all
Even the evil is gone
Still there is no safety
Still there is no hope
What will be tomorrow
Will it be better
Never
How do you live
How do you survive
How do you hope
How do you believe
Is there more some where
Is there some one who cares
No
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