A snarl rips through my teath, <br />My eyes watch its every movement, <br />I am ready <br />Ready to attack my pray, <br />I am kneeling, <br />I count in my head, <br />I wait until I get to three <br />Suddenly i leap out, <br />I open my mouth, <br />Just enough so you can see my white fangs about to dig in, <br />I don't WANT to kill him, <br />But I need to do what I must, <br />I had only choice, <br />To kill, <br />And that is what i must do.<br /><br />Alice Winters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-pray/
