By: Kate MacDonald-Dunbar
I see you daily in your many, varied forms,
unavoidable, sleek and deadly as a snake.
In control, you glide smoothly, quietly by,
confident about every decision you make.
The face evil presents should be ugly, I feel,
a warning to the many unwary and gullible.
Not a vision emitting this glamorous glow,
yet you're here, dangerous, deadly, beautiful.
I remember how diabolical you have been,
with no remorse, there's a look of disdain.
Still, there will come a day, perhaps soon,
when you will also feel that world of pain.
You've walked beside me through my life,
but I cannot condone your evil, cruel ways.
The façade that you hide behind wears thin,
why do you want this to be the end of days?
You think the world should bow down to you,
would you then become all that's benevolent?
I'm afraid you've been ousted by a kinder crew,
while your opinion is obviously now irrelevant.
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