Be On Guard
Cool breeze swept into the room
Sound of trees rustling and hustling
Birds were silent, winds singing
Fright walked in ghostly gloom
Here stood a bloody evil-like monster
A deadly giant of about seven feet tall
Crouched in the dark of the house wall
Crouching slowly, a mortal master
I held my breath behind the door
A bang sounded from behind me
Door locked and safe was the key
He banged the door the more
Baam! Baam!! Baam!!!
The bloody monster prowls like a lion
Its desire is to devour, thirsty for blood
Its heart brims in a boiling flood
“Be On Guard! Be tough as an iron!”
Had wished this monster will stay away
And not crouched behind the door
I have prayed to my Lord the more
Yet this monster prowls till day
At my doorstep is this bloodily beast
Haunted I go tainted
Life's made men darkly painted
Life has taken a turn and none knows the twist
Be on guard!
Copyright © Gideon Foli | Year Posted 2017
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