Don't Run!!!

Though it wore no cloak nor carried a scythe
Me and Jim both, we knew it was him.
To see it in person: an ominous fright.
Its eyes close together; a predator like no other
We were locked in his sight.
Us two; his quarry, awaiting his burst.
Me; I was praying...don't go for me first.
Terror stricken...my heart quickened
My feet were like lead. Jim started to gun it
He thought he could outrun it; but the beast won instead.
Grim was on his neck quick, Jim's blood running thick.
My stomach turning; I thought I would be sick.
I was hearing flesh tearing; I heard his bones break
I wasn't sure how much more I could take.
The beast gobbled and slurped, made a sickening burp
Grim ate him whole; ate Jim down to his sneakers.
Then I was left standing; the beast filled his fun
This advice I'm willing to only give once
If Grim ever finds you, just stand there...

Kenneth Brown is 37, and currently on active duty in Iraq

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