The Thrill Of The Hunt
Are you eyes open? Can you see through the mist?
Not far is the token, that came from the big gist.
But lies, denial, and deceit lay at every footstep.
Walk cautious but not enough to become unkept.
Guns, ammo, knives, and fists will surely engage
So keep your guard and turn it page by page.
The thrill of the hunt for the treasures that hide
Soon enough your time will conquer and divide.
