God Watches from the Corner

The docile creature is shaken awake Noticing the success of the carnivores They are terrible in their growling, ripping, and tearing Blood drips from their teeth Why are the bullies winning? The deer has choices She can remain true to her disposition Or turn into a wolf and become a night monster She waits for instruction from the recesses of dark shadows Shadows that want everyone to fear the night God hides in the corner, Watching, Without interrupting