Submarine-The Gray Ghost

From fathoms deepest keep, where man, Shall not dare go, a white toothy giant Dwells, with hatred's malice, this is a living man Eater, whom lies at the bottom of the ocean. In this striking zone, of deadly encounters, Here where dead men tell no tails, crimson Currents of the lifeless, float to the top of the food Chain, and their last breaths of air explode, as Bubbles above at the surface, Leaving nothing behind but a bloody residue, And the wreckage mangled life raft, and one word Still lingers on the foreboding breeze, as a screams Echoing drowns into whispers in silences last refrain, SHARK! Nay this aquatic Phantom, called Submarine, Is the gray ghost that stalks within every human Beings nightmares, just below the waves of our Subconscious fears, a demon lurks in the darkness, Of the murky shallows, waiting to take a bite Out of us. A thirty-seven foot killing machine, with razor Blades of jagged ivory's, moving at velocities mega Speed, heading straight for humanity's beach, His favorite hunting grounds. A leviathan of a shark, highly intelligent, Circling his preferred prey called man, The hunter is ready to appease his Insatiable appetite that is never satisfied, In a carnivores blood bath of mayhem, Just off shore of paradise. In hell's kingdom many souls scream from Below one word that echoes through the Chum filled surf above, SHARK. For these are the latest victims, of The Submarines wrath, and now they do So warn the living, beware of this sharp Toothed Giant! Look into the black eyes of death, take Notice if he bares the scare of men, And notches gouge mark on his dorsal fin, For than thee shall know for sure, if It is truly the gray ghost, Known as Submarine. If thou’ art sure, than say your final prayers unto God, And inhale one last deep breath of air, Than swim away, as fast as you can, For humanity is now on the menu! BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN