Evil
It lurks
Searching,
Hungry for its prey
Salivating, anticipating
Stalking
And finally devouring
Meanwhile,
The hunted scoff
“There is no destroyer!
We are here and
There is no reason.
It’s all in the numbers.
Rejoice!
Relax!
We answer to no one!”
But we pray,
“Open our eyes!
Restore our vision!
Remove the obstructions!
Open our lips
And empower our tongues!
Give us new language!
All
That we might turn
The herding masses
By the word of our testimony!
We hold fast
To the blood
Of the slain one!
We have no other hope”
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