365 Days of Poetry (Part Five)

Day 218: Desperate for Death.

Snapping, snacking; here they come.
Teeth dripping blood, hunger abound.
Sharks so deadly, desperate for death.
Knowing where to seek you.
Feel their breath...

Never before has such terror been seen.
Oh, such creatures know no bounds.
For human flesh, they are so keen.
Mercy, they will not show to you.
A vicious evil, soon will be seen at noon.