The Beast©
Copyright 2014
by Felina Silver Robinson
Only a beast hurts without caring
No conscious for what he’s done
A laugh at the end of his task
Dripping sweat upon his victim
He laughs as the body twitches
He waits with baited-breath as he hears each wailing gasp
He’s waiting for that one last breath
Before he can go on trying
To target his next victim
But to his disappointment
His victim arises
Shocked at where his strength came from
for he thought he lay there dying
Had he met his match
Maybe so
for his victim was no victim anymore
He laid down a beating on the beast
Who was no longer smiling
In fact, he began to wail
and then lay there gasping
But his only savior would come
From the ambulance that would
Carry him away to his new home
Where he surely would lose his freedom
Maybe now the beast would be tamed
or continue to get his own beating
Just as he deserves
In Jail
By all the beasts
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