Untitled 5 Poem by Phil Panebianco

The rain has gone away,
the moon glimmers through the clouds.
The dark of night has taken over our world, our minds and our souls.
Thoughts of evil run through peoples bodies, like a virus.
Like a plauge, it controls us, makes us do the unthinkable, the unimagineable.
We carry out these devilish deeds, taking over society.
The world has crumbled to it's knees.
Begging for this to end.
Society has finally accepted what it cannot change.
We are here to stay.
This is our future, this is our destiny.