Evil does not know its own name

For it is not criminal

This act of indifference

Played out on the vulnerabilities of poverty

Denigration the skillful ploy

Cloaks, silks and suits have used it well,

to employ a popular notion

That filth clings only to the outside

But it seeps beneath skin

Notorious lack of empathy accompanies,

the misbelief of their own mischief

As opposed to our fight for survival

Recognise the fine monster 

No apologies will do,

You must undo

The deed without understanding

Experience is fundamental to cleaning up this mess

-Camille Delaquise

This poem appears in Behind the Facade, Camille’s debut contemporary poetry collection. Evil does not know its own name speaks to the violence of structural indifference — exposing how power disguises cruelty behind respectability while leaving the most vulnerable to carry its human cost.