Sunday, March 24, 2019
The Beast, The Catastrophe
After an undersea volcano discharged
A creature rose from the ocean depths
It was ancient, enormous, a behemoth
It was a form unfamiliar to modernity
It'd heard human activity and followed
Able to breathe both in water and air
Powerfully built, viewers left in awe
It had no previous contact with men
But was nonetheless filled with anger
And it hadn't had a particular cause
Still it was easily a disaster waking
He would be modernity's curse
And arrived without warning
Only the awareness of the eruption
Leading to killer red tides and more
Made the fisherman warn the people
Of something disastrous on the way
But they were sadly be ignored
As the creature moved inexorably
His tail propelled it quickly
Menacingly through the tides
Forearms powerful, able to strike
In short time it was making landfall
It had seemed to be upon a mission
It was not, but simply, and ably, raged
Shells fired from cannon did no damage
Bullets from guns did even worse
It was a creature of no name
Humans lost despite the heroism in their acts
Dead bodies laid upon the ground
The beast moved, as if from chains freed
Immediate, hostile even after it was finished
Returning from where it first came
It would be given a name by the survivors
The beast from hell, this was a catastrophe