The Beast

Do not be fooled looking around You can’t find the beast out there Look inside is there hiding beware Maybe beast will always sleep Maybe beast will take a peep Maybe beast will roar his song In war might take the lead In dreams might violent feed In love might twist and shout You can see beast protest march All walks of life fright and fight Football fan, drink and drug land

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 8/22/2017 1:10:00 PM

- I agree with the last commet from Patricia ... a hard time we are living in, Niall - Well written - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Niall Fulham
Date: 8/22/2017 3:13:00 PM

Hi Anne-Lise , yes indeed , thanks for comment ::))) hugs

Patricia Cresswell

Date: 8/21/2017 2:02:00 PM

Tame the beast and use its energy for writing poetry. That is my answer.

Niall Fulham
Date: 8/21/2017 4:23:00 PM

Hi Patricia , thank you for comment your a wise lady ::)))hugs

Patricia Cresswell
Date: 8/21/2017 2:09:00 PM

Some explanation required I think. The poor beast that resides in all of us even the greatest saint. Is so confused now a days. It just can't figure out what to be beastly about. There are soooo many beastly things taking place It is hard to choose which to follow. Before he has a nervous break down and goes completely bonkers. Tame him.