The Beast Of Death
Arose a giant beast
One with three beastly heads
The chimera rose and bore it’s fangs
Venom dripped from snakes fangs
Blood soaked the lions maw
Intestines adorned the goats horns
The mighty chimera is gigantic
It snared and bore all to see
How am I to survive?
How to take on this great beast?
I grind my teeth and stared deep into its eyes
From the side I notice the snake moving towards me
I lunged out of the way
Without a second to breath the beast goes for the throat
I dodge again and contemplate what to do
After fifteen minutes of dodging I decide,
I cannot out run, I cannot hide, I cannot fight
I must outwit
I dodge until I see an opening
I roll under the beast
I go for the throat
And I feel a sharp pain in my leg
The snake got me
I will not live
I strike hard to take this beast with me
And i miss….