The Beast Within

The people ran in panic The sun was almost down The clouds were swiftly moving Fear had gripped the town The man was rushing to get home And beat the rising moon He raced to save his mortal life The beast would be there soon He ran along the torch-lit streets Looking left and right Almost at his humble home No monster yet in sight Finally, he reached his house Nestled in the trees Out of breath he stumbled forth And fell onto his knees His body started to contort His clothes began to tear His teeth grew into sharpened fangs His body grew thick hair The man who had been six feet tall Was now a ten foot beast His jaws would rip the flesh of men Tonight he’d run and feast The creature howled up at the moon A tear was in his eye Because inside the beast there was A man who still could cry