I'm selling you for scrap. (Poetry)

GIANT Hives kick just recently. So let's get right to it.





I can't see what I'm writing



We are the bats

We inherited the cave

Millions upon Millions

And nothing seen



Deep

Miles



We flee in terror

All at once

Noises scare us so easily

Don't want to hear



Bang!

Panic!



Distress, supersonic!

The flapping of a billion wings

The pings of a billion voices

Send us hurdling into what awaits outside the cave



Fear

Unknown



Scared of the light we see

The light we didn't need to see

We fly back in

Into our cave