Pass into the Shadow

By Lissa Howe

A big cat strolls through an empty lot,

Spotting him I scream,

I catch his eye,

I start to run.

I go through some wild flowers.

Where was I?

I was no longer were I was moments ago,

I was in Africa, Maybe?

I dash through some untamed, dead grass,

I stumble into a couple of trees,

I fall into a lake in my confusion,

I get back up and it jumps on me knocking me over.

He rips off my flesh, right to the bone.

Then It plunges at my head and with in a few painful moments my body goes numb and I pass in to the shadows of all that the past holds.