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Some evils walk in the dark
Hiding in shadow and quiet
Living life in blackness
Some people fear the darkness
The shadow, the cracks, the spaces
Between what we can and cannot see
These people walk about blindly
Searching for good in the light
When not all of the evil falls in the dark
What if the light is not good?
What if the brightness is blinding?
What if we all are mistaken?
In the end, the hero writes the story
The villain dies, and what you read is biased
Designed to make the winner the hero
The villain may have always been the victim
The hero may be the monster you loathe
Stories are written by the winner
A villain is simply a hero
Who has been broken one time too many
And never been saved
And what, you say,
For those who willingly choose
To walk in the darkness?
Well, little one, who has not
Been pushed into the blackness
And failed to escape?
Just like our eyes, little one
Our hearts have a way
Of adjusting to the blackness
Some are forced into the darkness
Some follow it willingly
And others follow it blindly
How can we define this darkness?
How can we know if we, too
Have been the villain in this fight?
It is the evil we fight
Not the darkness, and not the light
For evil is everywhere
Evil is everywhere, and oft unnoticed
Walking beside us on the street
And lurking in our souls
Take a deep breath, little one
Take a deep breath and search your soul
For you may have been the evil all along
Take a deep breath
Search your heart, and pray
Pray you are not the evil you fear
It may already be too late
There is wickedness in darkness, in light
Be careful, little one, for you may be the darkness you fight