The Exquisite Part Of Evil! Poem by Chuy Amante

There was a dear man
who for me ran
the distance of the course
I was real lame
but he came
and put me on his horse

One little thing that he would say
I didn't understand, back in that day

It went something like this:
'The exquisite part of evil
is that it is self consuming'

What a thought, what a theme
it really has a sweet ring

We all fear that those bad guys
will destroy the world
with their fatal pranks
and their continual lies.

True it is, they try their best
But guess what happens
when they rest?

In their darkness, deep in schemes
there are other selfish demon beings

All that darkness attracts the worst,
those who'd kill Mom
just to seal her purse

They eat up each other,
they want the other's share
They back stab, steal and kill
a real sick hateful love affair

They will destroy each other
that is a guarantee
they will eat their brother
a swarthy lot are they.