Night Therefore
The moon being a spotlight of what took place
Pitch black of darkness that can’t be erased
A lonely man walking down the street was attacked by a Werewolf
He was bitten on the arm being the proof
As legends says, “Whoever is bitten by a Werewolf will turn into one”
It was 1984 when a frightening transformation took place
The man who was bitten prior began changing into a Werewolf
His clothes ripped at every seam
His eyes became brightened in Werewolf beams
The mans hands became claws for flesh
Immediately prancing on moonshine waves
A chiller not knowing how to hehave
The Werewolf thirsty for blood and human flesh
It was a Werewolf from man to beast
The Werewolf turning the night into a feast
As a couple were walking down the street
This was a night that one should be very discreet
The Werewolf attacked the couple and just clawed in
Another night of death that begun
The curse of the Werewolf being the bloodline
The combination of man and beast sublime
A night of numerous attacks
All the victims right in the smack
Was there any end to the Werewolf?
Continuous nightmares were the proof
The moon knows all too well of the tail
It’s the curse that will truly prevail
The hope of a bullet that will break the curse
But it is time after time that will need to reverse.
Copyright © Anthony Blake | Year Posted 2015
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