A silent approach
A soundless step
Inching ever closer
You have been warned
It is coming
Waiting, hiding, watching
There will be an opportunity
And then it will strike
It will not happen here?
Certainly not to you and yours?
Those people, that crowd?
The only victims?
Such a fool
Accepting and believing with no thought
You bound ahead
Your delusion well learned
Not long ago, you glimpsed it
Others have known it
When it is your turn
You will not be ready
