Evil has no beauty and peace

Rain poured heavily with thunder storm and lightning. Winds billowed wildly. Everything was against me. And it was 2 in the morning. I was running and panting. The hinges of my door was pulled down. They were coming after me. Adrenaline coursed through my veins, sweat poured from the pores of my skin, my heart was hammering as though it was about to burst outta my body, each step I took became heavier as though my feet were suddenly weighing more, the hairs on my head were all drenched and tangled, and my voice was coarse from shouting. I couldn’t give up. Atleast not right now.

They had come for me. But the truth is, I wasn’t guilty. My name is Joe and my friends had done the unimaginable. They had murdered that young boy in cold blood. I could still hear the cries of his mother and the low groanings of his father.

When my friends approached me, I had told them I wasn’t interested. But the gifts kept coming, the money and luxury lifestyle had lured me. It had blinded my eyes. To me it was a fast game, fast money and a fast escape from legit hustling. All I kept muttering was, ‘just this once God’ as my pace started to slow down.

And just when I thought I had escaped, I saw the police bullet fly past my ears and then boom…..
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I woke up drenched in sweat. It was only a dream.The rat had fallen heavily beside my bed. I descended on it ferociously, especially as I brought to remembrance my fresh tomatoes it had eaten the night before. As i pounced on the poor rat, I recalled my dream. And with every hit, I screamed, “say no to cultism, say no to cultism, say no to it”.

After I had calmed down, in my quiet moment I realized that: true beauty and peace only exist in love. Love is beautiful, love is peaceful, let it be your mantra. Let it be your buzz word and truism. Let love rule.
©MemosByMomo

6 thoughts on “Evil has no beauty and peace”

  1. There can never be any beauty and peace from doing evil. it may bring and illusion of joy… But its consequences cannot be measured. People do not think about the aftermath of their evil acts…. But what goes around comes around……No beauty, no peace, sound it louder.

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