Is the creature in the gloom
roaring loud at every moon?
Is it hungry once again
hidden in places of your brain?
Fetch your weapons at once
feel strong and take a chance.
Oh! your armour is badly torn
and your sword is long gone.
And the growling knocks you down
shivering body touches the ground.
Thoughts and tears feed the beast
wrap chains around your wrists.
Close your eyes, feel your breath
you are alive, beating chest.
Call its name, say it loud
make your voice **** its sound.