The Start

 

The Start
By Yanna

 

In the park what I did when day was dark
A violation of a human soul
They did not know it would end so, and slow
I have no control when I play with snow
Criminal subliminal animal
I’m friendly normally, so invite me
I’m wicked usually, but you won’t see
Don’t let in strangers for danger to land
Security: trace my trails in the sand