Stargazers

Stargazers, lose, they lose it all. It's something quite apauling, foul beast, simple creatures. Bound by its own (limits), its growth is it downfall. Rapid reproduction, spread throughout the land. No natural enemies, He is left unchecked. Hunger that cannot be met, absorbing all. Vast hoards of His kind, numbers truly, unknown to mankind. Wits are needed to outsmart this vile beast. Ever watching, ever on the prowl. Soaring high above and swimming deep below. Clear mountain steams flow down to us all. The hydration is needed,so all must drink. No other paths lead this way, so this one is wide, absent of grass from heavy steps. Those who dare cross Him, find out quickly why others don't. Do not be mistaken, His demise is certain, unlike His time. Much like those who push others around with rude actions, He as well doesn't allow people to enjoy.