The Beast©

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 their 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