The Eve of Destruction

A cloudless night,
Ushering in absolution
The forest,
Frozen silence
An omen, filling the air,
So thick,
Drowning in it
His eyes, focused on the fire
Tonight, we celebrate
Tonight, we rejoice
Tonight, we are thankful

Painted with earth and blood,
His heart is that of a warrior
Listening to the low thumping,
Remembering

Closing in
Their malodorous essence,
Abhorrent recoil
Grazed with dead hands
Their secrets sting his flesh
Shedding a tear for each
A head injected with screams of the dead

His hulking body,
A display of power
His massive shoulders, sinking and rising with each deep breath
His fists clenched
The force contained, threatens to revolt
Trembling with anticipation,
He begins to stalk his prey,
Hidden in the night
Tonight, we celebrate
Tonight, we rejoice
Tonight, we are thankful