There is no, my friends, no light
Not even a dim dying vanishing light
There is no match for a candle light
We're travelling on a very dark horizon
We don't see the signs of peace
Nor do we hear the force of our reason
We're in for more unholy armageddon
My people this is a painful existance
Accepting a warlord without resistance
^^^this is poem is dedicated to soldiers in africa fighting for freedom.