The mammoth
The fall of every seasonIt had walked the earth
Trembling the weak with its careless steps
Sharpened its tusks
Gathered his flock
Skinless were led into winter
Only the mammoth survived the biting cold
Alone it reigned, trampling their bones
Unmindful on an empty windswept ground
It monstrously came marching down
To find new marionettes
Something to sacrifice
But there, up on its back was a blind passenger
With rage it pulled its
Gorefeet up towards the blizzard sky
Berserk, it dragged its head from side to side
Yet its unknown rider managed to hang on
For a moment tamed this monster
With growls of insanity it
Kicked and pounded the ground down
Forming craters of anger
Still, its unknown rider managed to hang on
For a moment tamed this monster
Powerless, all it could do was obey
But its passenger was bewildered
About which way would lead to her safety
And which way with life she would pay
The beast turned and mounted the top
Towards its survival and her frostbitten death
The inevitable cold
Her whitening face
Inescapably destined
To kill the lives it led
Massive, it controlled them
Their addiction, on which it fed
They failed to see that its
Conviction was of no mercy, of no good deeds
Gathered his flock
Skinless were led into winter
Only the mammoth survived the biting cold
Alone it reigned, trampling their bones
All beings were its enemies
Could not waste its life on them
Was frightened when this one nearly steered its course
Knew not yet its course would come to an end
The mammoth laid her down
Its rider, its last victim
Fear now lit up in its eyes
Had killed the innocence. Aurelia