Predator

They smelled blood in the water
They teemed and writhed in crimson
Ripping flesh and crushing bone

Helpless and life fading
A friend thought him worth saving
Into the fray with kicks
His only weapon splayed

A friend lost a limb
Life still beat in his chest
Drug to the shore red came
A bystanders belt blood staved

Sharks in the water move on
Their fins slip below the surface
Predators with food to prey upon
Searching for the scent of disgrace

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