"Blackie" The Humongous Beast
grasshoppers no longer secured.
Shattered fragments of glass sprang
from the tarred pavement alley.
“Run! Run!” Shouted a little girl
Petrified of the big humongous beast.
Minds racing, bodies immobilized.
Losing of limbs, visions of death
fill the imaginations of the young girls.
The humongous beast was on their trail.
A flame of torture
in the beast eyes,
the foul tainted odor
of his hot breath.
The youngest girl ran as fast
as she could
falling up the stairs
in fear of the beast.
Hitting her face against
the hard concrete steps;
blood gushed out as
she laid unconscious .
No more screaming,
No more terror,
Only to be captured by silence.
The Beast is Coming!
Imagine the terror of being chased by this vicious animal. Running until you can't run anymore, screaming until you're all screamed-out, hollering to the top of your lungs, but no one hears you.