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Pound Of Flesh

Off to a tropical paradise        
For a long overdue vacation          
When a malfunctioning device        
Affected the planes aviation          
         
The pilot losing all control        
The plane started going down        
Passengers searching for their soul        
Exploding fire, burning the ground        
         
The only survivors of the flight        
A young mother and her teenage son        
Rummaging wreckage, the midst of night        
Their tribulations have just begun        
         
Sorting through the cargos ash        
Anything for their survival          
Only a knife found from the crash        
As they began this harrowing trial        
         
Days trekking in the jungle wild        
Thirsty and starving for food        
Desperate they are barely alive        
And their rescue they still elude        
         
Finding only some ants and leaves        
They consumed the bare minimum          
Its all they had that they could eat        
So they made due for the interim        
         
Two more days have painfully passed        
Craving any meat from animals        
Delirious from the involuntary fast        
Licking her lips, becoming cannibal          
         
Tired, hungry, and impatient        
Staring at those innocent eyes        
A pound of flesh as repayment          
She swiftly cut from his upper thigh        
         
The loan she finally collected        
For birthing him and giving life        
But she did the unexpected          
Savagely cutting with the knife        
         
While feasting on this delicious treat        
Sounds emerged in the distance          
The mother continued to eat        
The son beyond medical assistance        
         
The rescue team then appeared        
To the sight of this horrific scene        
They saw how the mom persevered        
Her sons bones cut and licked clean        
         
The mother looked over at them        
Thirst and rage reflected in her eyes        
From her sons flesh this all did stem        
She laughed and said you all will die        
         
"We are just trying to help you        
You've been missing for 30 days        
We understand what you had to do        
Just please put the knife away"        
         
With knife in hand and pain endured        
She stabbed at them and slashed away        
These three victims have now ensured        
She has meat for another day        
         
She dragged the men to her shelter        
She had built for her protection        
This new state of helter skelter        
Her lifestyle of imperfection        
         
         
         
         
         
 
Written by Mstrmnd1923
Published | Edited Yesterday
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