it came down
it landed hard
on the one that controls
the one that speaks let out a bloodcurdling shriek
unwholesomely accompanied by small giggles
the assaulter came down once again
the one that speaks became weaker, letting out a muffled cry
the crowd drained the voice
as the voice got weaker, the crowd got louder with laughter
the fur was not enough to brace the one that thinks
it came down again
the innocence crumpled to the floor
the shrieks and pleas for life pried from its body
were the last sounds it made
fresh meat.