An Evil World

Be afraid.
Be very, very afraid.
For the hour of darkness
Is upon us.
The black souls of the wicked
Will triumph over the good,
And all the world will be black--
Black as a starless, moonless winter night.
They are coming.
Laughing their wicked, evil laughs
As they fly up
From their deep, dark spot
Under the earth.
They know they will triumph
Because they know,
Just as I know,
How few people on this Earth
Care for one another.
They know how our souls
Have turned black;
And they know
How our hearts
Have turned to stone from lack of love.
They know
Just as I do
And that is why they laugh
And I cry.