What The Beast Does

A poem. A bad one.

What happens when the beast is injured?
The beast can hide
I've done that
The beast can fight back
Boy, have I done that

The beast can love more
No comment

The beast was made a beast so he can absorb a lot of hurt.
In his heart, he knows he was made for one thing
Only one thing

The beast can die in a cave
Tried that. Didn't die.
The beast can die in a fight
Child, do not believe what you've heard
That is not my best work.

A lion died on the plains
He was old
Beetles ate his flesh
The sun baked his bones

One day, a child digging in the sand uncovers his skull

Her mother says, A beast was once here

And so, he was