the thing about him is: he’s evil
so you overlook when he’s bad
when he rapes all your sisters and murders your brothers
and sets fire to your mom and your dad
when he kills hungry children
and sells them into slavery
when he prostitutes little girls
when he’s breaking up marriages,
when he’s bringing famine,
when pestilence he brings to shores
when entire tribes go to war with each other
when it is safe for no man
when he tells every one that there is no love
and so there is none in the land
when hate is the answer to all of your fears
and all who live are afraid
and when everyone’s looking over their shoulders
and then tripping into their graves
you tend not to notice
you tend to ignore it
you tend to just let him be
after all, you say, he is the evil one
it has nothing to do with me