Black. Intimidating. Unknown.
No one. No one knows what lies
under your cloak of darkness.
Only the wicked
find refuge in your outstretched arms.
Under your protection,
thieves prowl about. They steal.
Murderers find their way
through locked doors.
They kill.
The unfaithful fulfill their
guilty pleasures while cradled
in your tight embrace.
The young run to their mothers
to save them from the horrors
you bring to their minds.
The mourners find no rest
beneath your shadows.
They cry out in despair
for the love ones they have lost.
Now we know what lies beneath
your cloak. One thing.
Only sin.
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