The watcher
by cricketjeff on January 16, 2008. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
You don’t see him in the shadows
Yet you know that he is there,
Ever silent, ever watchful,
For a moment unaware.
Never think that you have passed him,
He can see you anywhere,
He’s the watcher in the darkness,
Always far from spotlight glare.
In city street at midday,
At a crowded country fair,
He may mark your every movement
Waiting till you look elsewhere.
There’s no way you can avoid him
More tenacious than a bear.
He can scent the slightest weakness
When your bravery will tear.
All the terror that can grip you
When no sound is in the air,
Is the echo of his presence,
He’s the terror we all share.
Every person on his hit-list
Cannot know that they are there,
But it’s certain he is watching
And he holds you in his stare.
Just close one eye when sleeping
And be thankful you’ve a pair,
For the lurker in the shadows
Can attack from anywhere!
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