Evil
Revulsion, repulsion,
If I've ever donned disgust,
For the putrid smell of the dismal hell
That influences my distrust.
Exertion, desertion,
Of the wickedness in hate.
What have I done to the dismal one
That defines my putrid fate.
Corruption, destruction,
And all that greed shall bring.
A lust for lust and a true false trust
Is the whim of the evil king.
Condition, perdition
A peaceful one in fright.
With an untamed will and a forceful skill
Of evil that pure's delight.
Jeeves Kel
© 2000