What Is Evil?
I stand across from a man, his face hidden behind a mask.
All around me, the darkness flows
Continually spinning in my personal abyss.
"What is evil?" I ask, wind rushing by my ears.
"Look behind you." He responds.
I look behind me, darkness reigns.
I turn back.
"What is evil?" I ask again, my voice barely rising above the howling
winds.
"Look above you." His voice echo's in this abyss.
I stare above at this twisting darkness.
Again I see nothing.
"What is evil? I wish to know." It is my final cry.
"Evil," he says "is everything here and nothing at all."
Suddenly, everything stops
And I fall.