Full moon rising over this simple little college town any where USA

The murderous monsters; of innocent minds; still lurking about

To this very day; terrible in thier devises and extremely evasive these

Creatures of the Light

They hunt for warm blood; young and bright

They hunt for untold secretes

They vie for pure, undisturbed minds; innocent young men and women

These creatures don’t have features like Vampires or Lykens

But moreover and far more deadly; these collegially Masters are

For they walk in the light of day; nor due they have to go out to hunt

For their prey will pay to yet be devoured

Like flies into a web; the yound bloods are, thier innocents, it is sucked out

Their souls; torn from their bodies and they are unaware

They become; as the teachers will

Forever changed; mindless copies

Placed in twisted, brother and sister hoods

They are being groomed and placed into circles

There they are breed, fed,and kept

Feverishly awaiting; to be placed

In at the right time

Fiercely becoming our future Politicians

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man