Silent Beast Poem by Silly Artist

A silent beast that roams the night
Capable of invoking fear and fright
Silent as death, it stalks its prey
Yet its beauty outdoes that of the day

It onyx sphere continue to follow, to chase
Though it know only it would win the race
Waiting for the moment its prey turns it back
Claws unleashed, it begins its attack

Yet who is this creature, this silent beast?
Who only hunts for death and not its feast?
Not much do we know and that knowledge we refuse
As the silent beast is what we continue to abuse...