Dark, Dirt And Dirges

It's all dark and dirges already a porous similitudes
let's weather's the storm of this darkness together
There wasn't light since yesterday, and they said they'd go for strikes again
who did your service really helps, then who?

It's all dark and dirges we wailed a porous similitudes
If we begins to rants and ravished would considered a thuggish does that rudes,
A badly Dude's!

Gone are those days whereby our juveniles happy about the appearances of rays of light in the corners
Shouted, Up NEPA!
Call it rays days! But we need it back
Hoping we seeing the pit outblack

Now you leaving me and my daughters in darkest lanes
but you slept in iridescence,
This irony experiences can't be my general credence
I will say it and I would not keep my mute
For the day shall neigh the flute.

Never blinded it's light we don't have
Hopefull it's their fortunes we lack
dirty, and their god-damned house whites,
wandering rounds like vagabond Cain's but not in spiritual chains
tossed, turned and tried like tattered kites
Weeper, weeper and waited to lessened our pains