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The Hunter Is Coming

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I was just in it for the game



I had the words

I knew the traps to lay

I knew how their minds worked.

I had been trained.... By one of them, and more...

Not the best of them

Just a lot of them to make me a force

You know what they say

Beauty is in the details... Well so is perfection

I have had a lot of details, now I have perfected my skills.

I would save you so I can hunt you better.

I would go to the stars if I must.

Or stoop low to the rubbles and dirt, if I must.

I will chase the best of them, royalty

Or fight for the worst of them, peasantry

I don't judge, I never discriminate.

So long as you fit the description.

I will tailor a line for you.

I am that good

I am a hunter

Sadly, no much different.

Except in looks, style and charisma.

Yet I made a lot of difference.

But below, just a moving and calculating wheel in motion.

They call me Hunter

I charge, I don't change.

If you are color blind, I will be your miracle and show you the rainbow

If your heart is made of stone, I will be the hand that wields Excalibur

I'll be the hunter I was made to be

I'll comfort you today

But tomorrow, another will comfort you, because of me

Like a wheel

It is my turn to spin it

You don't have to like it

I don't like it either

But I must hunt

Just like a vampire must blood

I must game

Trust me, maybe don't... But it's not for the fame

There's something addictive about the chase

They call me hunter

And I am the king of them all

I will tear you to pieces

But first, I will fix every broken piece

Sweety, you ran from the wolves

Into the arms of a Lion

You fell from the pack

Into the mouth of the pride

And I'll do what the Lion was created to do

I'll devour you.

The second you swear an oath

To stop being game

And lock your senses from doing what they are good at...sense

I smell it too

The hunter is coming

Sadly I am the hunter

You just became friends with a monster


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
Authorpreneur

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