Evil

Cloaked in shadows, darkand deep,

Silent stealth asfootsteps creep

With measured paceprepared to leap

Upon an unsuspectingfool.

 

This evil, unprepared towait,

Whose appetite cannotabate with

Meager morsels from aplate where

Conscience bears nomortal rule.

 

This evil with hiscunning lies,

The hint of promise inhis eyes,

A thousand ways tomesmerize,

Each whispered breath awicked tool.

 

This evil, never changingcourse,

Who rides upon a paintedhorse

With sabre drawn ofdeadly force

With purpose cold anddeftly cruel.

 

And who will rise to facethis foe?

To challenge evil’sdeadly blow and

Sound the chime so allmay know that

Hope may yet survive theduel.