Biker Hell... Poem by Dcfizban@hotmail.com Cadywold

The mad biker rides his mechanical beast
It doth purr and growl, and by hell it doth go
Raping the tarmac and taking the bend
Burning the rubber seeking his foe.

I hear the rumble of hell on wheels
I sight his headlight a pin in the night
It's journey towards me, the beasts on a mission
I'm starting to tremble, my bowls in submission.

Burning closer staring me down
Growling louder, light getting brighter
I can't move, I'm stuck to the ground
I need to move, he's not going round.

Metal meets flesh, cracking the bones
Beast keeps going driving on
My legs are snapped, shattered the pair
My body is tumbling through the air

My corpse lands hard on the ground
Cracking and snapping the only sound
Blood seeping out, bones all bare
My heart is only pumping air.