The Lurker

Undetected behind your hunting blind, so deep within my fearful mind You lay in wait in perfect silence, prepared to unleash your awesome violence My poor heart pounds upon these moments, as my weakness, fear of you does foment My cursed logic chuffs and chastens, alas, your strike it merely hastens I'd give my arm, my hand, my feet if only you could taste defeat But here you stay, you hide, you lurk; within my mind to do your work Some day, I pray to see you purged, God, grant my wish and give me courage