Arms holding wide the portal of evil.
Yet it creates the shape of peace.
The world will never understand peace.
But without evil who would long for peace.
Without evil the idea of peace would not exist.
We would have no craving for peace,
If there was no terrible evil to hunger us.
We are living in pain,
Pierced with great sadness.
Crying out for help.
The portal of evil is held open wide.
Connected to the world,
Trapping us in this temporary hell.
So desiring an escape.
The portal creates and explosion.
An explosion of chaos and fear.
White faces,dark faces.
Underneath there are no separate colors.
We face each other.
Deep into one another's eyes we gaze.
Sad expressions frozen upon all.
For peace is non-existent in a world full of evils.
Those arms will hold open the portal of evil,
Causing hatred to drip into the world.
No one will ever change.
The world will always be the same...