Evil is What It Needs to Be

Evil is What It Needs to Be

the beauty
of evil
is its mass
in the abstract
and 
its ghostliness
in the real

the beauty
of evil
is its clarity
in your heart
and mind
and its ambiguity
at the tip
of a knife
or the end
of a rope
who the finger 
of evil 
gets pointed at
depending
on which side
you happen
to find
yourself

the beauty
of evil
is its ability
to convince
the righteous
of their
certain
and absolute
righteousness
as evil's
beautiful
method and means
of justifying
itself

the beauty 
of evil
is granting some pardons
admitting
some guilt
some flaw
some frailty
so that the greatest
acts of evil
the acts
most needing
pardon
can be excused
as the greater
acts of righteousness
opposing
the greater
acts
of evil

evils
in greater measures
justifying
a righteous
infliction
of your
greater evil
upon
you
in the name
of righteousness
and justice
the sinner 
decides

the beauty
of evil
in the hands of god
a canvas
a painting
inside a frame
while
the same thing
in the hands
of satan
an abstract imagine
representing
whatever he wants

the beauty of evil
in the abstract
in the hands
of god
is concrete
while
in the hands of man
it is 
beautifully
whatever
any man
needs it
to be

beautiful
evil
in mobs
with appetites
for firing squads
and lynchings
delectable
detestable 
the right or wrong side
interpreted
like an abstract painting
by the right side
of the mob

the beauty
of
what is evil?
like beauty itself
undefinable
until
it's either you
in the bloodthirsty mob
or 
at the end
of it's rope
either way
that's when you know
what the fuck
evil is
what it needs to be
either the mob
or the crimes
of the ones
hanging