Evil enjoys,
The attention it gets.
To quickly become tormented.
And anguished.
When slowly destroyed.
And extinguished.
By isolation.
That leaves evil unprepared,
For the sudden ambush of it.
Or expected to suffer,
From a doing that smothers...
All that evil was to endure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well conceived and nicely crafted with conviction. An insightful creation. Thanks for sharing, Lawrence.