Blood Hunger
Midnight bells commencing their ring
throughout the country land
shadows begin to cry and sing
thirsting for their demand...
Blood
A quest that is not complete
'til receiving what they require
Striking teeth and fleeting feet
dart quietly through the quagmire...
Rage
Over uncharted territory
quickly fly without a glance
after prey they deem mandatory
striking swiftly like a lance...
Flesh
Hunger quelled by carnage now
tranquil they settle after the feast
no one communicates how
to survive the quandry of this beast
Copyright © Keith Osborne | Year Posted 2018
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