By Jenn (jennzoo@hotmail.com)
Date: 7 January 1999

predator

In your greasy grip you hold
    the life he's come to know.
You could choose to carry it gently,
    yet instead you crush it so.
He's drawn to you in some strange way,
    you're the burden of his beast.
On his selflessness you prey,
    on his hunger do you feast.
You will slowly wear him down,
    Surely break him bone by bone.
But in the end will justice be,
    And you'll be once again alone.