Because Of My Obsession With Poetry

Here is Storm's Poem:

What is evil, and what is good?
Are they opposites, or similar?
Moreover, what do they look like?
Is good blameless and sweet?
Is evil dark and menacing?
If you saw them, what would you see?
Would good be an elf child, peering up with innocent eyes?
Would evil be a vampire, hypnotic and darkly appealing?
Or would good and evil switch?
If they switch, good would be a “blessing in disguise”
sent to “teach you a lesson.”
While evil would be “sly trickery”
to “lure you to wickedness.”
Some say that both assume different forms
to complete their work all the better.
While others say that those are merely delegates
sent to perform others’ duties.
If you do not hate evil, is it still evil?
If you do not love good, is it still good?
Are their identities their natures,
Or how people react to them?
If people do good, will they be good?
Or is humanity essentially evil?
Is that why we are obsessed with being good?
And which does intelligence lie under?
Good, for bettering yourself?
Or evil, for challenging what you have been told?
What is the extension of good?
What are the limits of evil?
Do even they understand?
No one knows.
No one ever will.


Don't Kill me Storm. I was not stealing it.

Tilla Ophelia Marsh