Light Comes After Dark

Five nights of terror
Rockets and bombs
Five nights in a bunker
Stillness and calm. 
A mother holds a child, hope in her eyes
Hides away her fear behind a smile
Rock-a-bye baby, sleep through the night
Hush, oh sweet baby, light comes after dark
Five days of gun shelling 
Shattered lives like a glass
The world witnesses a foretelling
Look at the new genocide!
A mother holds a child as he sweetly sleeps
No one hears that her soul screams
Rock-a-bye baby, sleep through the night
Hush, oh sweet baby, light comes after dark. 

Image from: https://www.theguardian.com/world/2022/feb/26/fear-darkness-and-newborn-babies-inside-ukraine-underground-shelters