The beast that hides in shadows deep
Bides its timing, as it sweeps
Through night's dark realm while mankind sleeps;
Stealing strength as it quietly creeps.
 The monster stalks its prey with care,
Waiting for the perfect snare;
Striking suddenly, its victim is caught unaware
As its dreams transform into a nightmare.

Like butterfly whose flitting flight
Can cause a storm with all its might;
So too, may whispers soft and light
Unleash a deadly force in spite.
 For words that slip and slide away
Can ripple out and change the day;
And so we must be careful, say — In what we speak and how we play.