Beast X Beast Poem by Zakhele Anigon

It's either something brand new
Or that thing old as the very nature
Am I alone the sole witness
Is this a choice of nurture
The beasts inside know it
The surface they're trying to take
Needs and dreams matter not
As contact they're trying to make
If they do, what then
What are we to expect
Is it hopeful in merging blackness
Waiting bits of light to detect
Nice words are nice
Here the nicest is naive
In another direction
Lies what we are bound to achieve
Suppose emotions are a coin
We are playing on the other side
Passion, craving, sickness
As to serenity, freedom, life
Is there a way to flip it
Use the sides as we see fit?
That far I cannot tell
And the beasts don't care for it