An Enemy

A darkened universe is where our sunny world resides.
         A young rabbit dies for the snake to survive.
       A young child cries for her bully now arrived.
The clock will not have died, we learned that death had lied.

             Reward there is in doing what is good,
yet we must suffer to get it, suffer from the hood.
 We did what we could, they did what they would.
         I forgot what I should,
but blackness did come.

A loved one flies away with the storm clouds,
    the enemy comes with the snow.
An enemy dressed for the seasons, he will not go away.

An enemy not short, but is not tall,
far from weak, the night is his home,
loves the sun that does not shine.
Loves to travel, but does not walk,
    speaks but does not think,
drives without seeing, but is not blind.

A mindless croud like a genius madman, our fantasy has both.
    A walking crow came to play, with an owl he came.
            panic unseen, disaster is coming.