Wet At Noon

I do not know if it is human or animal Wet at Noon when the sun is so hot, The time the world is fully awake, I see the figure bristly making noise! But I’m told the being is half human by will. The other half is fully non-human by deeds. The favorable diet is blood, beef cakes, Wine, beer, honey and spirits, the drinks; Water is presented simply as a fashion. The being though careful with choices, Hates humans but uses them for elevation. With many secretary-like associates around, Using thorns and fire to write agreements, Hearts of humans as tablets for covenants, Influence his actions to the pity of the world. I paused a bit and asked ghostly audience; Why should fate create such a double being? What reason does Reason base on for existence? If life is enigmatic must reason be so as well? But I come to reflective conclusion that, Wet at Noon, reason, Reason and life, Are not only enigmatic but also a chimera, So deep that flesh and blood cannot fathom!