Morality.

Morality isn't black and white:
it's different shades of grey.
For one man is always crushed
when another "saves the day".

Sunrise.

The colours in the skies fade to a darker shade,
a transition so blunt compared to
night's usual sharp blade.

Some hours pass and Darkness reigns -
clouds cease to move like starlit stains
and everything is dark and dull -
no moonlight now remains.
And the night time creatures prowl and skulk
where their prey lay, and Darkness reigns.

Alone, the street seems alien to me -
streetlights flicker and catch shop window reflections
but the lights fade too, slowly -
no streelight now remains.
And all the while I walk and muse
as prey I stand, where Darkness reigns.

The passage of time bears no surprise -
before too long appears sunrise
and everything is lit again -
marking night's demise.
In winding roads and alleys, Darkness remains
for once again, at this night's fall, Darkness reigns.

Looting.

Don't just bite the hand that feeds,
burn it to the ground.
Watch as the remains wither,
and slowly die.
In the name of "justice" -
acts none can justify.

Embers of unrest filter down
to the youth and set the night ablaze.
Torching homes, and stealing without shame.
Is this the generation you would want to raise?
Without respect, without consideration,
from the outside looking in we must seem a barbaric nation.
And in this dire time we begin to see the shift of blame -
since the Goverment's on holiday, with just debts beside its name.
While others claim the parents failed in the duty -
"How didn't you teach your son not to go out looting?"
And the original cries for justice seem ironic,
a protest hijacked - a crime spree with a noble cause stuck on it.

But the worst truth of all is the loss of identity -
invincible without names, they can do as they please.
As stupid as they are, they've brought this country to its knees.