'The Viper's bite'
And it wriggled behind a tiny crevice, For it was the menacing image that felt tarnished The severity with which the bite was dealt with, Was the meanest possible way involving a skin chip. It took a couple of seconds for it to strike But the reaction was a tad slow was it's plight And then he collapsed as he cried in excruciating pain Hardly did he realise the gushing blood drain His tongue sensing a metallic taste And the lymph swelling up in unimaginable haste His eyes widened at the thought of life, For it was a bite, just a few centimetres wide The venom was already surging through his veins As he tried hard to take control of his life's reigns "Am I going to die?" a thought crossed his mind As he saw his entire life's journey rewind Was it the venom or just plain fear? But the memories were something he surely held dear And then it peeked out of its hole for a second To shake its victim, or to check if it was beckoned The chill down his spine intensified by ...