Tha a ‘Bhiast

Crashing, bashing,

Tearing against the rocks.

Beating, banging

Louder than any drum.

The winds scream,

People cower and row to the shore.

Shrieks and shouts

Mingle with the roar of the beast.

The wailing of victims sing their mournful tune

As gunfire lights

The night sky.

Tha a ‘bhiast!

The beast of legend comes this way,

Rearing its neck high.

They shudder and shake

As its ghastly magnificence

Looms above their sinking craft.

“Tha a ‘bhiast.” a child whimpers.

A crack.  A thundering.

A hush.

Copyright © 2016 by Nita Pan

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