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The Frankenstein monster
The lifeless; the dead
Seemed utterly harmless
with probes in his head
A little of lightning
a bolt and a shock
delivered the message
it’s time to wake up
The roar of the thunder
the crack of the shock
he listened and heard
them
just like a knock, knock
There’s business for
you
both scary and Grimm
a village to greet you
get going again.
He hurried; he worried
His efforts in vain
He grunted and growled
His brain was insane
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He couldn’t remember the joy of a LIFE
The next thing he wanted you know was a wife
So quickly constructed
with bride and with friend
again starting over
his dreams to begin
but they too were shattered
when Bride say his face
this creature of science
could not find his place
He wished to belong
just one in the crowd
he ranted and raved
he shouted out loud
there’s no witches brew
or splendid, warm places
His bride left him
too
her beauty not wasted
The monster moved on
without kit or kin
he’s walking the Earth
resistant to sin
Avoiding each village
each hamlet and den
just can’t get connected
there’s never a
friend
You may see him soon
he’ll visit your town
Just some “thing” much scary
he rambles around
The ocean, the river, the light of the moon
Remarkable, distant, magnanimous goon
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Haha, very nice! I like that you deviated from the typical storyline with pitchfork-wielding peasants and had him wander by himself. It's a great physical manifestation of his internal loneliness, and at the same time a conscious decision by the Monster to act on his experience, which tells him he's better off not trying to be something he isn't.
ReplyDeleteSome good half-rhymes in there too. Thank you for sharing!