The Watchers in the Sky - Part eight
Outnumbered
The reanimated dog had no wounds,
its body, by the blood, had been consumed.
Quicker. More infectiously. Quite like mange.
The new-dogs outer looks began to change;
baby blue irises turned to violet
because of white blood acting as pilot,
turning the dog, for a menacing use,
from grey and snow whites to a purple puce.
The dog was in control of their new form;
Bess long expelled by an exotic storm
of genetic matter not of this globe,
from deep outer space, now to here, they probe.
There appeared to be little protection
from this non-terrestrial infection.
New-Bess, like Bess, awaited its commands
at the mercy of Julies maligned hands.
Fred continued to run deep in the wood
as quickly, as rapidly as he could.
That man feared for his life and feared for more
regarding the death-defiance he saw.
Running far away with his posture stooped,
he felt such a fool for having been duped.
Fred tripped right over a long, fallen branch
and fell flatly with an almighty crunch.
New-Julie was no longer on her own,
the thing was with companion, in Freds home.
They decided to catch up with their prey;
this would, for Fred, only worsen his day.
New-Bess was on the trail, sniffing Freds scent,
New-Julie followed with evil intent.
The aliens were swiftly closing the gap
between them and Fred poor, unlucky chap.
Fred heard thundering footsteps crashing close;
whilst fallen, he had received his fair dose
of muck, mud, and dirt from the woodlands floor.
On his sad face, a fear so cold, he wore.
He got to his feet and raced once again;
they got ever closer to Freds disdain.
He turned to see the alien criminal;
its pet caught up Freds chances: minimal.
One behind Fred and the other in front,
appeared to be the tail end of a hunt.
Fred begged: Please, have mercy, set me free,
I wont tell anybody that I see
of the things Ive seen and of you creatures.
Well your planet just dies you need new teachers,
my race will show you it said doubtfully
At Fred who looked on, shaking fearfully
A poetry series by student DP
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17 September 2021