In
shadows he dwells, waiting patiently
for
a traveler that travels at night
Spying
one traveling by moonlight
he
begins to salivate shamelessly
Thinking
of ways to lead him astray
decides
on the one he calls child's play
A
traveler traveling by the stars
disturbed
by the sounds of a child in pain
felt
compelled to help though couldn't explain
Throwing
cation to the wind, au revoir
he
searches for the sound of the suffering
ignorant
to the danger that was hovering
Sharp
jagged teeth adorned a wicked grin
Hands
stained with blood, fingernails like razors
Anticipating
all of the flavors
can
taste fear emanating from the skin
The
traveler is lead far from the trail
out
on a quest that is geared up to fail
Deeper
in the woods he follows the cries
Gung
hoe, like a present day Robin Hood
feeling
invincible for doing good
Then
felt betrayed when he saw his demise
A
Scalibog was eating his body
last
thing he saw 'fore his sight went foggy
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© 2015 Patrick B Vince
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