Wholesomeness As Is

A depicting of sickened witches.
On the prowl and hunting down,
Demons who are wicked.
And demonstrative.
As a way to keep the tricks of those slick,
Deceivers of acts of seduction that attracts...
An ongoing destruction.
Of a quality of life.
Chipped away everyday.
By those dysfunctioned with minds corrupt.
Yet...
Alleged to blame,
On the hunting of sickened witches.
Neither sick nor allowing wicked demons,
To use biased lies and radical racist tactics.
As a means to introduce,
Ethnic diversity as an excuse to produce...
Intended divisions to be the cause and reason
Amongst us there are sickened witches.
On the hunt to end,
A way of life.
Described by demons wicked.
Dressed to impress.
As if to represent a wholesomeness.
With a doing,
Never to have had to witness to observe.
Or have shown what it is,
To set examples of it known.

'Uh...
This wholesomeness you claim to have.
Is it possible to make this shown,
To the ones young amongst us...
Unaware of what that is to be made known?'

'You must be one of the hunting witches.
Out to prevent our attempts,
To display the value of our intentions.'

'And...
They are...?'

'Every clock heard to tick tock.
Can be stopped.
With applied determination.'

'Hmmm.
Sounds easy enough.
But...
With a future to control over what and who?'

'Look...
Our power to grab it,
Has nothing to do...
With details or the benefits of them!
And after that power grab to have it?
Only then will we decide the next move.'

'Terrific.
Sounds great.
There is nothing like being proactive.'

'Thank you.
Any other questions?'