There is a place where evil dwells, <br />It’s neither in heaven, nor in hell. <br /> <br />It’s in the minds of poor lost souls, <br />Those whose bodies have grown tattered, worn, and cold <br />When all their lives they’ve known nothing but abuse, <br />They consider their lives to have little or no use <br /> <br />Tired and weary, they give up on life <br />Cutting a path of destruction, like and old jagged knife <br />The voices they hear locked away in there minds, <br />Pushing them further and further over the line <br /> <br />Like a thief in the night, he takes a life <br />A father, a son, a daughter, or even a wife <br />It matters not to him, for a life, is a life <br /> <br />Like a little child he plays a game, <br />The rage in his mind has no name. <br />The smell of death is all he craves, <br /> A mental picture is all he saves. <br /> <br />So beware in all the things you do, <br />Lest evil might come looking for you, , ,<br /><br />Poison 9901<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/evil-s-place/
