Inevitable
An evil comes absent of light, our future holds a violent night
This creature hunts the small and weak, but death will come for those who seek
Embittered by the time at hand, the lame will heal and make their stand
A tortured truth will fast take hold, you have been warned and now are told
Mislead are those now doomed to fail, your lurid ways will not prevail
Heinous lots have now been cast, your time on Earth will soon be past
Bloody is the path you’ve made, your soul will be your final trade
This message comes straight from the west, the last you’ll see will be our best
Copyright © Mark Koplin | Year Posted 2022
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