Poem – Be the Predator

Naught-

Are we the lambs,

Pull the mask off your beast

Tame thy beast

Once the beast is tamed,

Return naught for them.

Hunt-

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

No-

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

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