day one hundred twenty-two: evil all around.

evil evil all around

seeping from the vents

evil evil will surround

the sleeping children's tents

evil evil all around

breathing like a beast

evil evil all around

waiting for the feast

evil evil all around

slinks and slobbers in the night

evil evil all around

waiting to take a bite

evil evil all around

devours the rip red fruit

evil evil all around

it might be coming after you

day fifty-six: just as evil as i. 9/11

i once wrote a poem

about a terroristic act

one that shook the foundation

of my nation

one that made me question

the nature of humans

and how they can be so evil

and i wrote this poem

years ago

probably a year after the act was committed

so lets say i wrote it when i was ten

that was then

now i know more about people

and i'm understanding the nature of humans more and more

but i don't think i'll ever understand

how you could drive a plane into a building

filled with innocent people

just for sick kicks

even if they are religious convictions

there are some things that are just wrong

and sometimes i pray that God will wipe that race from the earth

then i say, "never mind, God, just save their souls

they are just as evil as i."