There are monsters among us
Quietly lurking in the shadows
Like a stealthy panther
Waiting to pounce
On an unsuspecting prey
Careless if their victims
Lifeblood hits the floor
Splattering bright bits
Of crimson rain
As they devour and consume
The beauty of the nonviolent
Not out of hunger
But for mere pleasure
In the suffering of the weak
And powerless
That have no defense
Against the pointless aggression
Symptomatic of the monsters
Among us