The creeping shadows
Creative Secondary School, Titus Chow, Poetry Group 3
In the land of death, killers hiding everywhere.
Echoes of footsteps sending underground, the unknown creeping slowly behind.
Dark shadows darting, locating prey through gaps in sand.
Ready for a sudden attack, catch the prey and devour.
Creepers crawling through the sand, alerting everything nearby.
All competing to catch the prey, in search of ways to get close.
Racing through the sand, showing their claws and their teeth.
Bite the prey and poison it, dragging the prey from the others.
In the lonely and dark tunnels, ripping flesh from the body.
Watching out for invaders, always ready for a leap.
Any movement happening, all captured by its eyes.
An object hit the ground, causing sand to move.
A grey piece moved into its sight; raise its head up and staring at it.
Slowly moving more close, more sand came down.
A small rock rolled down, it released its alarm.
Refocus back on the prey, tearing flesh again.
