Beast Chase
At the mid-night chase of nowt
Caught up with my abuser
Audacious against the white full moon
Well-dressed in a six-piece exquisite suite
And a Hugo cologne, the unforgetful scent
Raising chase on his name filled the air, an airborne pandemic
Dust rose up high, killing sight of his average creation
Distorting an unerring aim for the beast's head
Ah! A day shall come to quench my thirst
Nothing lost of a bullet dissipated in the skies for a warning
A sign of his numbered days is long overdue
Message well-understood homebound
Air filled with ululations scattering, saving lives
Copyright © Beryl A. Ouma | Year Posted 2023
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