A Riddle
You dance in the moonlight
We gather around you and watch the stars
You swirl and leap and reach for the sky
And we eye you carefully
One false move
And it’s lights out
We feed you slowly
And you roar with hunger
Hunger that is too much to bear
So you escape
Food the only thing on your mind
You run through the countryside
Consuming all you can find
Growing stronger and more powerful with every morsel
Prepared to swallow the earth
You leave naught but black footsteps behind
That, and the smell of smoke.