The vehicle cloaked
By heavy fumes,
Its driver turns the wheel.
Guided by dampened
Light of moon,
And heading for the steel.

Horrific crunch
The vehicle sliced
Headstrong through sturdy gate.
Relieving hinge
The driver swung-
Manipulating fate.

Engine engulfed,
Intensive flames
Burst from the tank of fuel.
Abandon seat
To solid ground-
Take refuge in the school.

From back of truck
Opened the cage
And free the raptors fled.
In classrooms wait
The creatures tall,
In morning they’d be fed.

Jonathon Best 2009©