Evils

Stuck.
Biting, nibbling away.
Rats, gnawing at bones.
Sirens blazing but no one cares.

Ants squish, burn die.
Replaced by more ants.
No grief among the ants.
the earth grieves not for the loss

Dogs are sniffing for something,
Never existed.
Moles in Molehills
calling their work mountains.

Evil believes it is righteous,
Smearing the mud,
Calling it blood.
Raising the fear.

Snakes in the grass
Slither away.
Promises to return,
But the heart is hopeful