"An evening of cool air surrounded by stars, evil
strolled the streets, and found himself in black folks arms.
They took him in as all believers would do.
Not knowing of his intentions, never knowing the Devils due.
He praised the Lord as the scriptures were being read.
His insides were of fire, as he thought of them being dead.
The hour had passed. It was all he could take.
Pulling out his weapon. It was a big mistake.
For the damage was done, nine laid in their blood.
Evil footsteps of blood running like a raging flood.
600 miles later he was stopped in flight.
Charleston in it's pain would not give up this fight.
Blacks and Whites have gathered to mourn hand and hand.
The Devil brought them together thinking they would leave
God's Promised Land.
All Good will come out of Evil. Something The Devil
will never know.
Yet, Charleston has it's believers with God's Love... It
will always show."