Where is my mother cried the lonely child.
Where is my father cried the troubled child.
Mother have you gone to the market?
Father have you gone to the farm?
Darkness is all around me.



It's a Dawn of darkness
firm in it's thickness.
Oh thou trees why did you stand still?
Oh thou bird why did you refuse to sing.
The child cried out in agony.


Yes! it's Dawn of darkness indeed, will this time passed away?
But surely I tell you, at the end of every nighy, morning shall spring forth again.

There is light at the end of every tunnel child.
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