Monday, December 28, 2015

Hunted

Blood stained faces after a fresh kill

What lies behind their heart-thumping thrill?

Masters of lies and disguise

They prey on the weak and kill sometimes

But when you are weak; you are strong

So beware predators; you are so wrong

The prey will change form, in spiritual ways that's in no way norm

Good always wins; even if a salmon has to grow shark's fins and a horn.

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