Rip and tear, rip and tear, rip out all of your hair and the skin you wear, rip and tear, rip and tear, I will find you and chase you down as you run scared, rip and tear, rip and tear, I am here, I am there, I am everywhere, rip and tear, rip and tear, you run, but you will be caught in my snare, rip and tear, rip and tear, get up, little boy, stand, stand up and be brave if you dare, rip and tear, rip and tear, I am the beast you see at night, I am the black mare, rip and tear, rip and tear, you hear me, you fear me, you are scared, you are ensnared, but there's nothing there to fear, nothing but fear itself.
nothing there to fear, nothing but fear itself, very fine and true.
For some reason, the typo near the end (here instead of hear) won't allow me to fix it. Sorry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The repetitive parts really bring this piece home. Well done, William