At the Mercy of Evil
Why does evil have so much power?
It reigns over our time, metering out hours
It controls us via force, but we profit none from its use
No way to overcome the global overlords’ abuse
Fight back and you are punished ever so brutally
Don’t fight at all and still suffer inhumane cruelty
Evil seems to inherit no consequence from its actions
Yet those with a conscience pay for even the tiniest infractions
Why under evil are we forced to live?
Why is it that he who destroys the water also has control over it?
Why is it that he who claims to champion freedom indubitably smolders it?
Evil feigns to answer your sordid cries
But instead delivers a solution full of lies
It instructs you (under duress) as to how you must challenge its reign
“Do as I say, not as I do” is its double-standard claim to fame
A net-zero sum equation with choices that are nothing but false
No matter your choice, you still find yourself a slave to evil as boss
Your loss, damned if you do and damned if you don’t
Why is it that we must do the very thing which evil won’t?
Evil has skillfully coiled itself around all of our necessities
Forced us to pay what we don’t owe to a mess of thieves
Evil did not create the water, earth, air, trees, food, or fire
Yet we must pay its price for our birth-rite, extortion by a liar
No matter how we wriggle, we somehow end up at its mercy
An apathetic overlord displacing us wanting and thirsty
If we are peaceful we are sheep
If we react in violence we are a creep
At the end of the day, still, it is evil that gets its way
Why is this force so impossible for humanity to slay?
What is the point of being ‘good’ in the face of ‘evil’?
When the game is fixed in its favor and the reward so feeble
Remove its human figurehead and what do you get?
Evil still occupies the thrown at another puppet’s expense
People have come and gone throughout the ages
But evil remains, despite wise orders and gifted sages
Can some one please tell me what this plague is?
Where did it come from and how it keeps us in cages?
We don’t have to swallow it whole, only in part
But however much of it we let in makes us dark
Even if we think we are pure and totally evil-free
Evil always shows us our bondage to it, in gloating glee
How did it get here and how do we purge it, I someday hope to know
Because being at its mercy is not the way that I thought my life would go