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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