Snake (Narrative Poem)

            ꧁As Sarah May was in her haze

     she failed to see all that was around her. 

                           The daisies had whittled

                           and the lilacs had gone

                       the phases of life and death 

                                    were before her. 

                 As the maze grew deep

                  her thoughts ran steep

              her feet had began to run. 

                  The ends she'd meet 

                and the feats she'd beat 

                had started to fall apart. 

                 To her knees she sank

                 and below her a snake 

         had whistled its tales of doom. 

  “The shark has waters that you wont forget

                                      the clouds have tales   

                                    that'll make you regret

                                    the ground has nothing

                                    but decay to be found." 

    She had sought the snake for years to come

            the trails growing around her. 

       “Why leave it up to me, the mysteries that I keep.." 

                           her words were lost

                                  as much as her

                   but she hadn't forgotten 

                      the fables that loom. 

               They hadn't come in handy

                      as far as she knew

                but keeping them close 

              was all that she could do. 

       Sounds of cars and horns had made its way into the trails that she had paved. 

              “Go back to where you came" 

                     “It is here that I claim."

       Soon enough the grounds had caved

         making way for her corpse to lay. 

       The snake she had sought wasnt about

             because he didnt become at all. 

                The company that she had

            was enough to make her mad

           because all that was around her