It seems always left kept,
At the demon's best of interests...
To inform that an evilness,
Is perfomed and detected...
Somewhere by someone done.
And if people are not prepared for this,
A wickedness upon them will come to visit.
With no guarantee they will ever receive,
A restful night of quiet sleep.
Or a peace of mind to keep for themselves.
It seems always left kept,
At the demon's best of interests...
To ensure people are made aware,
Everywhere there are threats.
And each step taken should be suspected.
'Good morning.
How are you today? '
~Why did you ask me that?
Who do you know?
Where do you live?
We've never met before.
Have you been following me? ~
'Forget it.'
~Thank you.
I'll try.
But I will keep my eye on you.~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem