The Beautiful Words

The beautiful words,

That ring so true,

Bring me but dark memories,

From a time and a place,

Best forgotten.

Yet always, just beneath,

The surface of a black night,

Filled with anguish and loss,

We feel fear, trepidation, horror.

Not of this world.

Not now, I pray,

but then it crawled

Into being, by what force,

I know not.

They say, nonsense, but it lives,

Somewhere, now,

To come again,

To crush, destroy, all the goodness

The world has ever known.

The pinnacle has arrived.

Once again, we face, the face,

Of evil incarnate, we see it,

Daily,

but never acknowledge,

What we see.

We feign ignorance,

Deny what we see,

Yet it creeps to our door,

Seeps under the floor

The poison of its words,

It lies so beautifully.

Karen DeMers Dowdall © 2019

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