Poem – Be the Predator


Are we the lambs,

Pull the mask off your beast

Tame thy beast

Once the beast is tamed,

Return naught for them.


The monsters with vengeance

Shrug off your armor and guilt

They pull the strings

Paint thy body with crimson

We are those whom sees past-

The smoke and mirrors

Sober up and join our hunt

You are naught a lamb


You are a beast behind a cage,

A mask, and in the disguise of a lamb

Thy must carry thy weight-

Don’t comply.

Thy are not of a drunk and peaceful breed.

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The Masked Fox

I'm a hobbyist and aspiring artist and writer.

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