Darkness prevailed over the lands

Mere beings, the reason lone

Blood dripped from their hands

Thus quenching the thirst that had grown.

Ensconcing their hearts in darkness

Power, a temporary component

Hindered their world from brightness

The others misidentified as opponents.

The wings of peace were ripped away fiercely

By those who sought eternal power

To bind it in their hands firmly

Spreading the venoms of evil all over.

Never does the darkness vanish truly

For its shadow persists in hearts so vile

Once the darkness takes over completely

Sanity remains a mere façade for a while.

Sabitha Sulthana, XI A, Cherpalcheri English Medium Central School, Palakkad