Where Blackness Is Reality Poem by David Whalen

There are creatures of the underworld
That dwell in caves and dark dominion

Where blackness is reality
With light a total fiction

In human souls, in dark despair
Through open door of muddled mind

These creatures leave their loathsome lair
And slither hauntingly into humankind

Rot and revulsion in minds of evil men
Grow roots and plan to stay

Find fertile ground to nest and then….
Blossom evilly in loathsome ways

The helpless, the unwary souls
The innocent, the weak

Evil creatures from black, mind’s holes
Hungrily ooze out and seek

From time eternal, to time yet unfurled
This evil has been part of man’s condition

They’ll e’er be creatures of the underworld
That will dwell in man’s mind and dark dominion