Your Feral Smile

This is inspired by an experience I had when I was six-years-old.

Your Feral Smile

That feral smile upon your face.
The grimace that soon will take it's place.
The belt that seems to fly through space.
The buckle imprints my arm.
Little sisters stay real still
If you move dad may kill.
Maybe just me but I don't know.
Stop your tears, don't let them flow.
When he's done just disappear,
lots of places to hide 'round here.
Be real still the end is near,
Now run away and hide.