THE CULT OF EVIL

The cult of evil meets
In the very dead of night,
Planning, plotting, scheming
To do things never right.

They want to rule the world
From their private hidey-hole,
They never show their faces
And evil is their only goal.

Hiding from authority
Whom they hope to bring right down,
As their night vigilantes
Spread terror 'cross the town.

The Cult of Evil delights
In doing dreadful deeds,
They don't care about society
Only their own evil greed.

They ride out after midnight
When people are asleep,
Then through the night
Their members creep.

Creeping into the homes
Of the young and innocent,
Doing endless evil acts
Perpetrated without relent.

They meet in quiet places
Where decent folks don't stay,
Plotting acts of villainy
To commit before the day.

The Cult of Evil is planning
To bring the country down,
Not just to its knees
But right down to the ground.

THE END
© Copyright 2021 Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia