Cybele Poem by Cardinal Chang

Hides her face in hopes someday
Maybe she can trick fate
Pretty black pearls hang around her neck
And so as the sun it sets
Her claws match her teeth and they
Vicious yet beautiful in every way
She climbs up onto the horse
Pretty black mare it'll guide her there
Sharpen her teeth get ready for the kill
Execute with style and skill
Starlight leaves and the sun comes up
What a pretty night
such a fresh feel

She sunk her teeth right into me
Blemished life with a crave to feed
She darkens her eyes and hardens her heart
Just getting ready for a fresh new start
Unzipped her clothes and pulled them off
Ran through the forest oh so dark
Found him, Bound him, sharpened her teeth
Sweat drips down as she begins to feed
Such a foreign taste so warm in ways
But a prick from behind another witnessed her shame
She fell to her knees and began to pray
Maybe she should have changed her ways

She smiles as her life it fades
Excited for a fresh new way
Blood drips down from her mouth
Tears stream from her grey eyed gleam
Raindrops hit her back so soft
Washing all the smears away
The sun emerged from the mountains when
She breathed her very last breath but then
He threw her into the ocean blue
Then washed away all the blood she spewed

He hung the Black pearls around his neck
Oh what a way to start a fresh day