It comes like a typhoon
When it’s bright and happy
When it has struck noon
With all the good recanted
Positivity appears once in a blue moon
but brings darkness at every good turn
The abrupt bewitchement
Forms bars of black magic
Incarcerating any moments of good deed
Making it even more tragic
Even more incomprehensible
Not under the influence of logic
Why does darkness strike in the middle of the day ??
Feel free to brainstorm !!