Subdued evil
The deepest blue September sky
quickly blackened, billows overhead,
and crowds of faces open-mouthed
and speechless, sped away.
We huddled ’round our bedroom’s 13-inch
TV and stared at the insistent sight;
our kids stood for an hour in the room
but really couldn’t understand why.
Our initial thought: ‘accidental crash’
crashed and burned with tower two,
the repeated scene, just minutes in between –
our hopes fell under the towers’ debris.
Is human evil still so hard to see?
A glance at our own history
should have warned us sufficiently,
so why are we blind to the black in ourselves?
The depth of our depravity
is only matched by beauties
lovingly made with our own hands,
admittedly angel nor animal are we.
But Evil donned its unpretentious mask
to hide its ugly open sores –
who can unmask this silent beast –
who can pay his just abhorrence?
Maybe only One could fully face
Evil’s fiercest fury unleashed
from Cocytus itself, sealing
hell’s destruction by the One’s ‘defeat.’
– David Herin