Gilded Evil

 

Evil cloaked and gilded in gold

Candles and chalice so very cold

Hidden behind vestments and holy word

Evil intent and industry untoward

The most innocent are the easiest of prey

They’re gullible and piously they pray

Made to feel as if it was their fault

While criminals outwardly exult

In joy and with protection certain

In the institution and its gilded curtain

Just confess and absolve all their sin

And unfortunately, they do it again

Until there is nothing left but decay and death

And the pure and good ones too lose their faith

While the victims still struggle with endless pain

Caused by an institution of the criminally insane