23.2.09

Sam Devine

There’s a man
Who walks this streets
Drinks our blood
As easily
As wine –
Sam Devine.

My mother always told me
“Beware the beaten path:
Beware the friendly strangers
Who watch you from their hats.”
But I have found
The underground
And the lesser marked trail
Hold greater tears
And greater fears
And many more deadly tales.

There’s a man
Who walks this streets
Drinks our blood
As easily
As wine –
Sam Devine.

It was in broken twilight
Down the dark alley I ran.
A bag of groceries in my hand
My source of fear a man.
He followed me,
Relentlessly,
His eyes were full of red.
His skin was pale,
His hands were frail,
He looked as if one dead.

There’s a man
Who walks this streets
Drinks our blood
As easily
As wine –
Sam Devine.

And if he catches you, my friend,
Take a bullet to the head.
‘Cause when his teeth your bloodline prick,
You’d better off be dead.