Dark Side Of The Soul Poem by Chris Embrick

Oh, wretched man here to ponder
If good and evil make the whole
In my body spirit battered
The sting of death to foment strife
It's poison meant to take my life
Keep those I love far and scattered
Foil today, circumvent my goals
What sinister plot's still unfolding
On the dark side of the soul.

What hardship sears now my conscience
What bitterness has taken hold
No place for hearts to safely roam
Dwell in darkness, evil follows
Sweeps the soul and makes it hollow
Too much time in the catacombs
Leaves less and less self-control
What part of man wants to linger
On the dark side of the soul.

Death seeks those who least expect it
Until at last the truth unfolds
The question men have asked for ages
Still no closer to the answer
Evil spreads now like a cancer
Death's epitaph, its final pages
With final breath their Maker scold
Bury deep their hidden secrets
On the dark side of the soul.

Oh, wretched man here to ponder
If good and evil make the whole
In my mind two nature's battle
One for darkness, one for light
I must choose the one to vanquish
The one I follow ends the fight
Man's will holds the final answer
The heart will reap what man extols
Decide that day who owns the soul.

At the crossroads of eternity
Choose carefully the one to stroll
Fair warning to all who linger
On the dark side of the soul.