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MOHAMMAD SKATI


Evil Should Not Be Supported Anytime


Evil is not good anytime, anywhere, and everywhere
Simply because it's clearly called evil,
ItS face is even itself evil in evil anytime,
It should not given any chance to prevail or to survive
Simply because it leads to evil in evil,
It versus goodness all the times
Simply because they're like two parallel lines
That never meet even if they try,
To support evil means to support bad things and images of
Gloominess and ugliness anytime,
We were raised by not accepting evil
Simply because it's against our pretty principles, so
How can we support evil people if they support evil
Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere?

Submitted: Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, June 17, 2014

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