Many argue, the ways of evil must be washed
Away and smothered out
There is no place for malice or hate
The earth too small for anguish, burning
But alas, they are deceived
For how would man know what good is
If evil need not exist?
For who would heroes fight?
For what would they fight for
If no one opposes?
There shall always be evil
As long as there is perspective
As long as there is man
The constant battle shall continue
There is no end
No end to this madness