Three Eyes Vaalifu


Were fear to raise shrill voice

Or lungs to gasp a laboured breath

You would be heard and smelt and found

Long iron arms to bind you

Were shaking hands to lose purchase

Or feet to stumble and betray

You would be dragged back and down

A lipless mouth to claim you

Were a strong house to offer shelter

Or swift travel bear you away

Man of three eyes Vaalifu

Would still see and stalk his prey.

Happy Halloween.

© 2012, Elizabeth Cook

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