Simply a Feast
Peaceful silence rings through the trees
Quietly all seems at ease
But deep in the shadows, lurking, awaits
The cruelty of sinister fate.
Patiently watching waits the beast
Dreaming of its upcoming feast
For soon an unknowing innocent soul
Will play a terribly tragic role.
Through the forest a child bounds
Singing, dancing because he found
A bursting, juicy bright blue berry
So happy he was, and completely unwary.
And stealthily, like a thief in the night
The beast springs and seals the plight
Of a child, a victim of a beast
Who wanted much more than simply a feast.
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