beast – My Tales Within

The beast lurks

The beast lurks in the dark Hiding away In un-lit shadows Lashing out At the saviour hands in fear Now it lurks alone Scary And scared

It’s wine or bloodDepends on how it tastesEach one intoxicatingDepends on how one takes It’s an addictionThe goblets changethe body or the bottlethe coincidence is strange Rich feast on poorStrong on the weakThe toast is for the victorNever a privilege of the meek The beast reeks of powerThere is no remorseful eyeIt sucks to theContinue reading “Its wine or blood”