The Beast

I was watching a fire and I felt from its soul its straining to break loose.

The Beast wants out.

It pushes against the walls of its prison

It makes the boards, the chains, heave

It roars at the resistance, in anger and annoyance

It attacks all who dare and try tame it

It promises to level everything to the ground

Entire kingdoms will fall

All will know its name

 

Confines do not become the Beast.

Let. It. Out.