I can feel it moving through the slums.
It is very evil, beyond a doubt.
It is not from outer space.
It is quiet. It does not shout.
A dimensional shift did not take place.
It is not a traveler from the future.
It is not a demon. There is no clue here.
It is something never seen before.
It is by far your greatest horror.
It doesn’t use magic, nor the occult.
But, it would gladly slit your throat.
It despises all that is good.
It doesn’t respect life like it should.
Even bad doesn’t raise a candle to it.
There is no scenario in which it would fit.
To describe it would be a monumental effort.
To defeat it would be impossible, except for—
Well, I won’t mention that here.
It would be like looking in a mirror.
Something wicked this way comes.
If I were you,—- I would run.
————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2019)