© Copyright 4-10-08 by 45 Mike
I am the dangerous one.
I am the predator you fear.
I stand still in the shadows
you do not see me,
yet you know I’m there.
The innocent know me.
They smile or stare
they would walk with me
but you huddle them close
and take them away.
I hunt those who hunt you.
You don’t know them.
I do.
They don’t know you,
but they do know me.
I walk in shadows and
discourse with the foul and wicked.
I am evil that you could not
begin to comprehend.
Turn away, with a chill through your spine.
Yes I watch you.
I wait for them.
Close your door on the darkness,
turn on the light.
Breathe silent prayer that you
are safe in your home.
If not for us, it would be there
inside your home
waiting.
I am the dangerous one.
I am the predator you fear.
By the way, I quit. To be honest the pay never was all that great and the hours sucked. Someone else should take my place soon if not already. I was hoping to find a quiet place in the garden to rest, but apparently I must step back into the darkness to be rent and destroyed by my enemies. Such is the way of the path on the cliffs that protect your valley.