The Beast of Bladenboro
by Indigo Giordana-Altu
Screams rang out through the town.
They had discovered headless hounds.
There they stood in pools of liquid life.
Who would be next, husband or wife?
She saw it with her very own eyes
and was never known to be a teller of lies.
It was definitely a large man-like beast,
sleek yet furry with fangs for teeth.
She declared it to be the end of days
because her bible had told it that way.
The news reporters shared it nationwide.
A curfew was set for all to stay inside.
Thousands of men arrived to hunt for it.
With fear and bravery, to the swamps they went.
Nothing was found and the Police Chief was weary.
He killed a poor bobcat just to prove his theory
that it was only a hungry animal causing the gore.
Deep down inside he knew it was something more.
The Beast of Bladenboro continued to show its face,
leaving more blood and savagery with each new case.
All these years no captures have been claimed.
The big frightening secret of the town remains.
How did the monster get there and when will it die?
Was it actually born of experiments with turpentine?
Whatever the reason, it’s still there lurking in the trees.
Take care not to cross it, or you may be the next who bleeds.
Indigo Giordana-Altu 