Hunter's prey

Yet another hunt begins 

 predators aroma scented in the wind

 

It's hungry for its prey 

 continued stalking through the day

 

Hunters instincts staying sharp 

 on sights intended captured mark

 

A game of chess it seems

  weaker bones he plans to lay

 

The story as old as time

  feeding beast inside his mind

 

No thought for other prey

  his target mustn't get away

 

Just when it's seems it's honing in 

  targets found escape again

 

A thing so hard to do when

  oceans catch would surely do

 

When's it's not about survival

  hunter craves unusual flavor 

 

The taste of fear and terror

  the hunters favorite flavor

 

No party planned for them

 consuming catch he'll eat alone

 

Its not what most men want

 lacking guts to make a sporting shot

 

The prey is caught and bound

 while he lurks upon his throne 

 

A feast of fantasy all his own

 keeps his prisoner all alone

 

He loves the smell of fear

 he salivates the taste of hate

 

One thing he could not plan

 the anger boiling in her veins

 

The thing she knows for sure

  if he kills to get a taste of her

 

She'll play the weakest part knowing 

  his greed will take a larger chunk 

 

In the ravenous way that he consumes 

  her secret anger that still looms

 

Suddenly stuck within his throat

  no more room for him to gloat.

 

Evil plans he had for her 

  left him gasping for more air

 

Plans to feast on her alone 

  creates no rescue plan for him

 

When angers force denys escape

  then karma patiently awaits

 

Illusions tempting bleeding morsel

  caught until he chokes

 

Poetic justice at its finest devouring 

 hunters prey predicates demise