Be Prepared

Whispers in the blackened night Tell me of oncoming danger. I must take heed, be ready to fight The advances of the coming stranger. He comes with a mission, intent to kill; Take my life, all for his pleasure. Why would he do it, what is his will? I must prevent it, at all measure. I am but a victim, an innocent, here, Somehow I was sent a warning. My mind had spoken, must shed all my fears And be ready, I must be disarming. When predator comes, I’ll be ready, I will. He won’t get the drop on me. I won’t be of the many that he had killed. For I’ll be the last one he’ll see.