the beasts

the herds of rushing wild beasts
tearing, goring the soil of the virgin meadows
the meadows of the future history
their iron hooves leaving the wounds in the soil

but soon enough
the nimble blood will fill these wounds
the gushing blood from the wounded beasts
agonizing, kicking the air with their already useless iron hooves

the beasts, hunted by the herds of the hungry men
will be ripped, gored and wildly consumed
their carcasses will be left at the once virgin meadows for the history

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