Sea Monster

The tide, Was coming in This meeting, Not fun, But business, The faces turned to Ralph Were intent Make smoke, Or die Be frightened You’re like that There is no beast. The assembly Clapped in relief As if The world had been Lifted off their shoulders You voted me chief, Do what I say, Rules, All we got We shall hunt the so called beast A thin layer of darkness Chilled them And set them grabbing For each other…