Where Evil Lives
                                                By: Lawrence W Langman (c)

                                               Within these walls I search
                                               for solace souls rebirth.
                                               Darkened days dire deeds
                                               man's existence need to feed.

                                               Hardened are some hearts
                                               which anger never parts.
                                               They intake those vile veins
                                               where no empathy remains.

                                               Straight from hell's horizon
                                               body beaten and wizened.
                                               Distorted visions and voices
                                               life's insurmountable choices.

                                               Roads that vary off the path
                                               straying willfully into wrath.
                                               Hold on tightly to holds firm
                                               courageous acts to confirm.

                                               Blatant acts soon will follow
                                               hate is made heartless hollow.
                                               Clouded paths of wretched woes
                                               hidden secrets to expose.

                                               Clouds of grey and darkened black
                                               souls so damaged no looking back.
                                               Evil's made by once true men
                                               that time forgot and sin moved in.

                                               Once was true and where valor lived
                                               some acts performed don't forgive.
                                               Deeds were done of ire and hate
                                               road it takes destined to dictate.

                                               No silver lining to be found
                                               bones now lay beneath the ground.
                                               Hidden deep so far down under
                                               their hopes and dreams torn asunder.