The feathers came loose
Out of the one that hoots
His furious eyes staring
in the dark September clearing.

The green 6 foot slithers
Nowhere to sleep
His dangerous fangs
Ready to bite deep.

Throngs of enraged dead
Gathered within my reach
Haunting eyes glared at me,
Shouting relentlessly.

As the fierce wind blows
Their thick branches bled
From insulting battle wounds,
painful, abysmal and red.

Nevertheless,
With mighty strength
their vengeful fists
whipped and lashed at length.

I ran
As fast as I can
But their eyes were scary
Rushing towards me… angry.

For they cared for
All these children…
A million and one once breathing
Now, sick and suffering.

Carnage everywhere
Black, brown and gray
Battles never won
Destroyed a thousand and one.

See, I never really knew
That this would ever happen
I’m just a blogger
And not nature’s keeper.

Okay, okay I’m blatantly lying
I’m really a blogger…
A blogger, you see
An abominable blogger…
Really, minus the “b”.