Dark Tomorrow(Sonnet)

The setting sun may see glory no more;

Dishonour, the usurper, stands mighty.

Moral vacuum, tainted faith fills our core.

Dust settles over virtue of holy piety,

Right has been wronged by lowly people,

Hoping to earn extra, hook or by crook.

Notwithstanding this, some still stay humble.

Sadly lives are lost over the Holy Book.

However right principles can not win wars,

Bullets do not judge, they just seek and kill.

The once beautiful earth, now sore with scars,

Weeps gently, hoping that man recalls God’s will.

                I dream of a day when humans see light,

                And when rationalism ends eternal blight.