OGRES- By Christopher E. Loti


Pain or gain?

Ogres roaming around

Waiting for time, their turn

Brain-racking time,

Nerves growing insane

Awful mutants staring at me

Hovering in my shadow of fear

Ogres confronting me everyday

Blocking every possible way

Licking their lips with total ecstasy

Expecting my word in return

I’ve sudden thought this time

Creep out and catch one monster

To settle my troubled soul free

Alas! They all scuttle into lairs