"The Evil Out of Sight"
A Supernatural Poem

You don't know where my hands have been

Yesterday I could have killed a man

You don't know a single thing

About what I've done for you

Or what it means

You see me and you judge

Because you don't understand

That your family's kept safe

By these rough hands

We get no thanks and we get no praise

Hunters get no glory

For all the days they've saved

But we go on without it

We live for the fight

We're always there protecting you

From the evil out of sight

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