Wickedness, A Pedestal For The Foolish

No one formulated this concoction There is no formula to this equation There is no hope in this malignancy It's a cancer that destroys the mind, body and spirit A venomous monster that pounces on those with bad intentions Wickedness is breeding sons and daughters Spreading lies and deceit In the name of politics, religion and business Wickedness is a pedestal for the foolish It's jolly to lick the pot of wickedness To hold the evil spell in your hands And wish bad against your fellow human beings But there is no crown or garment for the wicked There is only hopelessness It doesn't matter if you are poor or rich To embrace wickedness is to face doom There is no other message for the wicked But for them to change their ways ©