Blemish to Menace

There are people who take what they want pez dispensers of pain and suffering gleaning never planting rapists of confidence of fresh air... staining the soul of everything tumors in the marrow of society. They are small glimpses into hell professional complainers and oppressors Bachelor's degree in deflection PHD'S in blame. There are people who only take what they need giving the rest away to those in need Calm waters, splintering calibers of decay They are small windows into heaven Bachelor's degree in responsibility and reason. PHDs in fathomless faith. The well-meaning try to fix evil with bleeding hearts... evil thinks they're tools-plays them for fools to be used for evil endeavors evil can never be fixed if evil isn't acting out it is plotting its next twisted step, fashioning pentagrams, dreaming in hues of death. Evil must be crushed into oblivion at least hobbled and entombed in led The trend is to coddle and pacify- It festers from irritating blemish to incurable disease and endless menace.