Songs

Sleepy Hunter

by Lasika Priskorya

“Oh, lububi!” you mew, your whiskers askew,
Huddled ‘neath the blanket, eyes wide as moons,
“Oh, lububi, I dreamed such terrible things were outside!
They wanted to eat me, I couldn’t find any place to hide!

“There were warklins and trolls,
Big enough to gobble me whole, like a pie!
There were snowbeasts and reavers,
Oh, what a world for a dreamer such as I!”

“Oh, my draka,” I say, and laugh bright as day,
Snuggling with you, as with your poofed tail I play,
“Oh, my draka, those are not dreams, they’re out there right now!
They want to tear you apart, in ev’ry way they know how!

There are warklins and trolls,
There are kobolds and ghouls,
There are snowbeasts and reavers,
There are morah vines and creepers!
There are wyverns and bears,
And stinky, ugly unyns out there!
But you’re safe anywhere, my draka, it’s true:
For the mightiest, scariest creature is you.

That warklin that stalks outside our tent?
It shrieks because its scared
That you’ll come out, fangs bared!
That troll that lumbers through the woods?
That big old club it drags
Is its pathetic surrender flag!

Sleep, little hunter, now sleep
In meadows of dream, you can dance, you can leap
Stalk your wary prey ’til the dawn
And when you awake, the tricks you learned, you keep
And though you stretch and yawn, the monsters are not gone…

“No, not quite…”

That snowbeast you saw in your book?
It’s twice as scary in real life
But still howls in fear at the sight of a knife!
That reaver that gibbers just off the trail?
It’ll wet itself and shut up its maw
If you just turn about and waggle your claws!

“Oh, monsters!” you cry, that fierce look in your eye,
Standing proud on your bed, ears tall as the sky.
“Oh, monsters, I dreamed you had come to turn me to gore!
But when I wake up, from my bed I will fly,
Its not my head you’ll devour – but me, I’ll eat YOURS!”

Sleep, little hunter, now sleep
In meadows of dream, you wade through blood knee-deep
Stalk your wary prey ’til the dawn
And when you awake, the skills you learned, you keep
And though you stretch and yawn, the monsters are not gone…