LOVE TRANSFORMS?

Evil speaks:
The deep black hollows are my homes -
Glued to me are lamps radiating malevolence.
I am as hostile as the  black mamba,
More wicked than the pot-bellied politicians you see.

Good speaks:
I come from the wide horizon of good,
On my tongue lies the origin of soft milk.
The white sky is my food...
I am the truth the seeker seeks.

Evil speaks:
Yes! I am bad,
The worse of wickedness.
But now,
Fate has caught up with me
And I am ready to let go,
For love in the eyes of "good" I see,
Now in me righteousness will glow.
I dump being evil!

©afrophilus
2018.