Evil Darkness
Darkness brought forth,
and scurries for light.
This evil ascends,
be ready to fight.
The scourge repressed,
spits hate to the sea.
Darkness now follows,
where light used to be.
This evil brings stench,
and lays waste to the land.
The evil doth swell,
from weak mortal man.
It taketh from good,
and drains from the fold.
This demon of night,
does not what it's told.
With fury and vengeance,
and all of his might.
The lamb rises up,
and now he doth strike.
Copyright © Mark Koplin | Year Posted 2020
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