Feel the Predator

Feel the Predator

A Poem by The Mad Prophet
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Trying something new. I am a big fan of the World of Darkness, and I used to play Werewolf the Apocalypse. I am trying to capture a similar feel. My picture for this are Vulture's, I like them, they are not really predators unless they have to be.

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Running, Rushing, Striding
Through anything thick or thin
Slashing, Biting, Striking
Any scent that I desire
 
Running focused through the thicket
Not a soul hears me
Stalking quietly my prey
Given the chance, I’ll take it
 
Running, Rushing, Striding
Nothing can escape my grasp
Slashing, Biting, Striking
Your meat to feed my kin
 
Rushing quickly so you won’t escape
You're mine now
Biting fiercely into your flesh
So easy to tear you apart
 
Running, Rushing, Striding
With the right to do so
Slashing, Biting, Striking
This is my territory
 
Striding swiftly on my land
This is my killing grounds
Striking deadly to your chest
It’s no wonder you fell

© 2008 The Mad Prophet


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A way of looking at your enemy, striking, striding to get to them. It also goes both ways, but in the end you won, because this was your life, or "territory" very nicely written. ks

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I think you have captured what you set out to do. Great!

Sal

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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The Mad Prophet
The Mad Prophet

Cedar Falls, IA



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I always like taking the next big step through my mind. I am always trying to overcome something as simple as feelings over something. Ether it be good or bad, I try to adapt to it just to push it f.. more..

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