I'm a necessary evil,
believe it or else.
If I was not the hated one,
could you ever love yourself?
If I did not bring you sorrow,
how would joy be found?
If nothing ever rises up,
nothing does go down.
When I am close there are no smiles,
no happy face is seen.
Without my constant nightmares,
there are no pleasant dreams.
Not one joyful song,
ever would you sing.
I'm a necessary evil,
evil is my thing...
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/necessary-evil-2/
