The Beast In Me Poem by Sinclair Azubuike Farrell

The beast in me
Devours the meats of those animals slaughtered
Those who met a barbaric death
Their blood I consume
Through their flesh
Which I ingest
To quell the hunger
Of my beastly appetite
Rumbling in my stomach

A beastly parasite
Feeding off the remains of carcasses
The beast licks its lips
Savouring every little taste
Of the meaty flesh

A sleeping beast that wakens to be fed
One that needs to be tamed
Then laid to rest once & for all
Before it is too late.