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Villian, a poem, by me
As dark as the night, as light as the day.
Some sit in silence, some pray.
We teach the children about the heros in they day.
But what happens to those lead astray.
The heros have won popularity, that much is true.
But they have not been traumatized as they grew.
The heros have not been raped, abused, or hurt.
The hero is no hero, until they acknowledge the church.
It is corrupt and evil, drowning those they dont see fit.
They bury the villains in a 6 ft deep pit.
The pastor has raped a 10 year old girl you see.
But the girl will take over the world, like a rotten apple in a tree.
The "angels" fight back the gays and the blacks.
They are homophobic and racist, a messed up train track.
But the demons will welcome you into their home.
They will greet you, as they understand where you come from.
The villains are misunderstood and pushed aside.
The heros get all the fame, for abusing those inside.
The villains never get their true ending!
While the heros save the word by pretending.
If you are a villain, misunderstood and alone.
And you do nothing, but text on your phone.
Understand that their are other villains too.
We all own the night, we love eachother, as we coo.