The Darkness

The sun had gone.
The once happy place had come into darkness.
It had been a place of optimism,
Where kids laughed and played.
Then a storm came.
Dark clouds blocked out the sun,
Lightning and thunder ruled the land.
The happy people fled the storm,
Never to be seen again?

The storm stayed.
It seemed that the thunder and lightning would never leave,
But then it stopped.
The thunder and lightning ceased,
And the clouds drifted away.
The sun returned.

With the sun back the happy people slowly returned.
They were cautious at first;
Always looking for signs of a returning storm.
As time went on they started to relax,
They started to forget about the storm,
And all the damage it had caused.
Then the storm returned.
The sun was, once again, blocked out.
This time there was no thunder,
There was no lightning.
There was just the Darkness.

The people did not flee this time.
They stayed and tried to continue with their lives,
Despite the Darkness.
The Darkness started to corrupt the happy people,
They became depressed and dark themselves.

This went on for a long time.
Then one very dark day
A bright light shown through the clouds.
This light was a powerful force,
The light battled the Darkness, subtly.
The clouds began to drift away,
One by one,
Until the sun shown brightly in the sky again.

The people returned to their lives.
They became happy again,
And were able to laugh,
Because of the light that showed through the clouds,
And battled the Darkness.
A few clouds still linger in the sky,
The Darkness will never be completely gone,
But the Darkness will never be in control again.
The Darkness is conquered.