The Beast Poem by Jodie Mayhew

Theres Roaring in The Distance
A Rumbling......
... Almost like the Beat of a Drum
Closer ... Getting Closer
Louder and Louder ... until;
The vociferous rhythm is deafening.
Indistinguishable
.... and then it hits.
BANG! ... and now it has an identity
Its Water..
Its My House, and I am In It
A Beast of Liquid..Took me with It
A Metamorphic Monster ...
... Concealed in Beauty
No More a Gentle Elegance
I am just an object within its hearth
Its purpose Now ... Destroy&Slaughter
It does not care
I'm someones Daughter;
It does not care
it's only Water.