Can you hear it coming-
scraping along in the dark?
It has no legs of its own
to stand upon.
Slithering on its belly
(getting closer still.)
It reveals itself,
crawling out of the shadows.
Searching for something
to fill its need to feed.
It has an evergrowing hunger-
an appetite unsuppressable.
It deserves no title,
yet we give it one just the same.
It is the fear that makes you panic-
makes your blood run cold.
It is the guilt and shame that sinks inside-
chills you to the bone.
It is the evil that is done
every single living day.
The vile things in human nature-
corrupt and wicked, in this world.
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