PIp's Rescue
Deep in the forest, where the black moths play
Lies a species of creature that may not have existed today
They call themselves, "Dreadlox" from a tale
Far too old, a sort of pixie-like creature
(Or, at least, that's what I'm told)
To describe them is quite a task: faces similar
To cats with the exception of the long ears,
Pupil-free eyes (Should I say a "pupil mask?"),
Stout, furry human-shaped body, with paws
For hands and feet, clear dragonfly wings,
And a poof-tipped tail, but, you
Believe this is a myth
Well, believe it or not, this is one
Story worth the wait, for if you
Stop and listen, you'll hear sounds of
Symphonies by the ton, so come on this journey,
All who are fast asleep, come and listen
To how the last of her kind saved
The universe near and far and how
A Dreadlox came to weep
It was a gloomy summer morn when
Pip opened her lids
She didn't know the dark secret of the
Dark beast, heart torn
In fact, she wasn't even sure
If it had a heart
There was a hole on its chest and
Its stance was quite stiff
This beast made of shadows had
Many a form, so Pip,
Though she could only see him from
A distance, could tell he was bad
Looking around at
Her friends, paralyzed, she knew
She had to run fast, or
Else her life would come to an end
(Pip definetly didn't want that)
She sped as though she were a cheetah, the
Wind on her wings, but she didn't know the beast
Could hide as well as a rat, in
Every corner, in every gap
Pip developed and emotion called "Fear",
A terrible infestation that runs up the body and
Makes the hate thier years
Looking back, the woods began to disappear or shift,
A very alternate reality like what could be the
Fate of man (Perhaps this is what Ghandi
Saw for us, but the world may never know)
Now, a Dreadlox is seen to be a scaredy-cat,
But they're actually gentle
Unless disturbed by a disturbing person or a fee
And this is precisely
What dear old Pip came to see:
She saw nothing but pain and wanted
To help her clan, but, due to Pip's unfocused min,
Her behavior was storm rain
Her foe-a Shadow Master, Pip called it-
Gathered up in a team,
Which made her gnash her teeth, but
It had no tip
The walls were all closing in, tornadoes of
Darkness in awakening, so Pip froze and began to hum
Since she knew it had the pin
Pip shook her head as the chilling breeze
Stopped in its tracks,
Making her wonder why
These monsters had been milling
To her surprise, looking left, right, the
Masters formed into one, a being at least 50 feet tall, a
True terror of the night
Without realizing, she hummed louder,
Faster, soon beginning to sing,
The love of her people being her last sum
She was unaware of how
She had begun to fade into Time
And Space, but all that seemed to matter
Was how the Shadow Master
Covered his ear, whole,
While off in the parallax, the Dreadlox
Began to wake, and, sadly, Life nearly
Finished taking its grand toll,
Of Pip, a girl too young to
Underastnd what sacrifice
Unto her had done
As her last breath faded, the occurance
Was no more, but the
Soul of her bravery will never
Be degraded (And if you
Do as I asked and listen, just listen,
You may hear her calming melody of the power
Of caring glisten)