The Savage Beast
Donald P. Goodman IIIVersion 1.0,
The horse is mad; and yet I still cannot dismount; attached as to my flesh, I'm pull'd in every way; jerked back and forth in chaos, I've no hope to count the ways I'm led, all helpless, like a leaf astray in cyclone winds, blown randomly the way the storm should happen it to blow; like me, it has no say in where its master leads it in the swirling swarm of madness, wildness, craziness, and disarray. Command, control the errant flesh; so beat the beast! Strike back against this ally which will e'er betray! Fear not to starve this savage which has never ceas'd to drag us all away from our most vital feast!