Dark events cast dark shadows, darker than the night, unrelieved by dawn. Large shadows and small shadows, energetic shadows and indecisive shadows, all moving fitfully across our limited field of vision, indistinguishable from the dark, miasmic mist rising from the fetid swamp.

What do we know of past events
What of all future discontents
Knowing we naught of present tense
Only the shadow knows
Shadowy figures in the dark
Silent so that the dogs won’t bark
Carefully voiced the hushed remark
Options lined up in rows
Options the public will not see
Actions the shadows will decree
Followed by who knows what will be
Darker the shadow grows