Chidlren of Darkness - Kali Yuga, A Poem

The Nightmare has arrived, and it said
I am helpless against these wretched souls
Who have lost their purity, piety and innocence.
They have no fear of sin, nor hell nor suffering.
They do not repent nor relent in their wickedness.
Nothing strikes fear in their angry hearts.
They are hardened by the blows of life and
The relentless din of the world that never
Deserts them even in their shallow sleep.
They are afraid of nothing, but full of hope
That the things they pursue will be their
Eternal salvation, and what they secure
Now will secure their lives forever.
Children of the darkness, unloved and overwhelmed
By the deepest fears of life and the cries of
Their own vain desires and restless ambition
The words of God no more soothe them.
They have learned to use the light of the scriptures
And the names of God to hide their evil deep within.