When noon was nigh and all was bright
Thou took no cloak while wielding knife
Thy voice was heard and scrambled fear
for wisdom the many has left aside
fooled by little tiny devices
all but too subtle to their naked eyes
Truth was hidden behind a lie
that belonged alas only to thee
In this world decreasing white
there is nowhere left to flee
The good man dies for he does not
harm an evil man, mercy he sought
but evil men forever do not
hesitate to kill a righteous lord
What card now can be played?
We await that trump card day.
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