the black dogs stop barking

The black dogs stop barking

They have their stomachs full indeed

Those hungry months seem like a dream

Now they are back on the front

They relish it in full

They are afraid they may not get in again

They don't want to wait in the rain

Without a roof to shelter them

Listen to the sound

There is silent on the ground

The black dogs are satisfied

They have the trapping of wealth

Though not as much as before

The black dogs don't argue

They had been hungry for months

Now they have something to chew on

But the hunters of light

They will wait for a time

The opportunity to strike

Patience is a game of the mind