Darkness seized the sky,
And iridescent tears fell,
Never such vigour.

Strange how people see rain. Tears of the angels, people used to say, referring to heavenly sanctuary above the skies, where amazing angels and archangels dwell in eternity.
Have we got to get used to the darkness that accompanies the rain that we are shocked at the sight of the sun hanging overhead while we scamper, feeling wet drops on our skin? 
Such is the pitiful state of freedom and democracy. 
While we relish the power it provides us, whether in the power of making individual choices, or that you are free to move around to wherever you wish, and that you can say what ever you want, we often forget what we got used to: restrictions. We got to know it when we were young, when we were unable to pass judgement rationally, restrictions help us define our judgement,showing what is wrong and what is right.
What about know?
Are we so used to the darkness that envelope us that we often forget it has always been there? We see people voicing off opinions without giving it a second thought, then defending it with vigor that even the idea was wrong, they would rather be blinded to it instead. But who are you and I to pass judgement on others? Maybe they were right, and that we were ignorant. 
We see youngsters rising in violent protests that sacrificed innocent lives.
We see politicians willingly send their young men to war in spite of knowing that a war on the defensive is nearly always a losing war.
We see people harbouring strange accusations against people of other religions in spite of not an inkling of the religion. 

Let the darkness spread.