Beast of the Mind

It lies slumbering, deep in the crevasses. Here in the perfect four of a kind family. His flames engorge wildly within, And so, unshaven, unclean, unruly, so strange. This is a mind of many—not one. The cracks sink deeper—ever expanding its grip. All his sense of reasoning—flushed out And so, the derangement of the beast is set loose. It will haunt the futures of all who witness The onset of the creature that only consumes. All secure parental barriers shatter—utterly Knowing it will never be capable, to hold itself back From delving into the great seven sins Like the devil’s fury, which burns all. Unfortunately, all that would follow—the full effect Would not be fully understood… Till years later.