Walking the vast stretch   Of darkened back streets   At every turn of a corner   Its a mystery whom you will meet   Wondering whether they are armed   Or if they intend to harm   Instincts are judged when eyes meet   Its either the signal of safety or hovering defeat   The moon is rather full   So the tale of odd behavior is presented   As the animalistic nature of man is awakened   A young women recalls what she could have prevented   While lying in a garbage dumpster   Bloody and sodomized   She shudders in pure terror   Knowing she was victimized   Yet the moon has a way   Of turning the tables   A magnificent prowess for strengthening fables   And strangely enough   The rapist who denied her of precious breath   Became enslaved in a narcotics situation   And was vengefully bludgeoned to death