My eyes are the windows to an unforgiving world
One where wanton destruction of others is applauded
My hope is that in my life time integrity is upheld
And the atrocities of some are not forgiven or lauded.
The path of the righteous is sodden with blood and bone,
With the oppressors slating their hunger with angel wings
There depravity and hatred they must one day atone
But until that time, man sits hangs his head low and sings
In a shrine they gather to scurry and hide away
With a promise of those we call to drop from on high
As long as we sit and cry tears of blood as we prey.
The thing I must tell you is that the promise was a lie
For to be angels to help us on this earthy plane
Means that the devils of our fathers must be feel
But the thing I must tell you again and again
Is that the monsters you fear are but men and are real
It is from man we must run and the darkness hide
Because in our innocent minds it can only be devils
A human being could not be so depraved or contrived
And it is in this knowledge that evil thrives and revels.
Believe in yourself not God to keep you safe and warm
Just remember these words and please do adhere
That only you can choose to ride out the violent storm
And strike down the evil, the despicable the cold fear.
The evils of men thrive on your tear!
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