Their shrieks woke me
Screams from the street
I parted the curtains
Dazed by the sunlight
And watched the scene
Two stood so calm
As others raged
Shouting and posturing
Enraged at the carnage,
Their fallen friend
I saw them gut him
Then remove his head
Left it under a slab
Escaped with his body
Struggled, the weight
And still they bawl
Too late to cry
I went back to bed
Shut out the sunbeams
Ignored their cries.
More tomorrow...
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