The Beast is Loose and Coming Fast
The beast is loose, its steps resound,
A force that shakes the very ground.
Its presence known, its course untamed,
A path of change that can't be named.
With fiery eyes and thunderous roar,
It breaks the chains that held before.
A creature wild, a sight to see,
Its destiny a mystery.
Is it a tempest, fierce and free,
Or a guide to where we ought to be?
A force of nature, both dark and bright,
Bringing chaos and a new dawn's light.
As it approaches, hearts may race,
For in its wake, life finds its pace.
The beast is loose, we can't delay,
Brace for the journey, come what may
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