Boom-doom

Hiding,
Roaming,
Stalking,
Salivating.
a growing taste for blood,
a spear poised to lance,
a sword in quivering hand,
a coward with false hopes
  for eternal debauchery
  in a heaven-veiled hell.
a misguided animal,
   a once innocent child
   trained in venom-soaked
   malevolence.
a boom-then doom
   boom-doom
   boom-doom
   boom-doom.
                                GW Yeatman