During The Dark Days

During the dark days,
Just as it's about to rain,
The cloud has changed its tune,
Cause it is about to cry.

During the dark days,
The plants are happy,
The weeds more happy
The trees most excited.

During the dark days,
Men at work
Pray for change of state,
As it would disturb their passion.

The dark days,
The idle pray for it to occur,
For it would be a reason
Why they wouldn't  work.

During the dark days,
The sun is held back,
For nature to take its full course,
And the sky would mourn on the earth.

I Am Emmanuel