Evil Stalks - Poem by Patti Masterman
Evil stalks you from dark doorways,
When you're alone and frightened,
And life has heaped on too much deadwood:
And when you're just trying to survive.
Evil will stand still then, to study you in the dark;
And once it feels that it has you entirely memorized,
It gradually falls into step behind you, putting it's feet
Into each of your footsteps,
So that Evil is always close behind and imitating you;
Every movement of yours
To elude detection by you.
And when Evil finally begins to draw itself up,
To it's full height, and steps away then, out of your shadow,
To become fully visible, that is when Evil is about to strike.
And that is when you must strike first, unexpectedly;
Very quickly, and must have no feelings of guilt.
If someone is wanting to destroy you,
You must become destroyer instead,
Because that energy, once called up,
Cannot be put back to sleep;
It has a thirst for blood vengeance, to be satisfied,
So you must use it then.
Or else be prepared for it to be used against you.
And if you take too long to decide,
You still have made a choice.
And you don't have to worry about what' s allowed or not-
Because there aren't any rules in that game.
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