Darkness, a thing so real
It possesses a face and many names
Before you it may stand, selling you on a deal
Only later do you begin to feel its vile games
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Evil, a thing that it does bring upon you
And yet you lap it up like sweet liquid treat
It comes to claim all it can as it works its way through
The sure magnitude of its power, something hard to beat
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Forever, has it existed on our plane
Always among the living
To most, embracing it feels so insane
Yet it is power to the darkness that you keep giving
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The vile constructs of things it makes you demand
You offer it cheers and thunderous applause
Instead of taking that all important stand
You embrace it lovingly without pause
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And when those who decry its innate wicked style
Raise their voices so loud
You simply hug it and caress it tighter as you smile
Staring at the ones who suffered the most, standing proud
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You are the ones who envision your way as right
Changing the meanings of things and manipulating the truth of it all
How is it that you sleep comfortably at night
As you carry being the cause of the fall
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Good who do nothing when something is must be done
They are just as guilty as the evil at hand
Even moreso than those in fear who choose to run
You and the ignorant are a part of what evil planned
About the Creator
Jason Morton
From fiction to reality there’s tons to share about this crazy life. From being a single father, an officer, and having had many insane adventures while I learned about the world, my imagination runs wild with ideas.
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