Paikin's Song

And Fangs They Bit

And fangs they bit
So reached upon
His soft soft flesh
And released
A painful poison
That made him scream
In sheer agony

Thus its poison so released
The snake it let him be
And slithered away
Back into
The darkness cold
Where it belonged

Alas poor Sahla
He clutched the bite
Scratching and clawing it
In some vain hope
One might suppose
To release the venom
That coursed fast
And through his body

A foolish hope of course
For that wasn't how
The snakething's bite
With it's poisonous seizing
Was but dealt with
Though truthfully
How was he to know
When even those
Who'd ever lived
On the world home
And not left as him
Knew them not
Of the snakelike things
That called the dark
Their own domain

Nay not so
'Twas only those
So sentenced to
The dark dark place
Who knew the thus
And those were those
Yes unfortunate souls
Who never not left
Once there they were

Charles Petrie