beware
the dark black sky and moonless night
when
creatures without eyes look for a bite
Take
cover! Take cover! I cried
they're
getting close, quick get inside
hear
their babbling it's getting louder
caught
someone by the sound of that howler
they
follow the scent of bad girls and boys
as
screams are heard above all of the noise
They're
coming! They're coming! I scream
like
a reoccurring bad dream
they
caught a poor soul, ripped him to shreds
they're
coming, the rest, to feast on the dead
so
fair warning to children everywhere
don't
go acting all wild or they'll appear
Hush!
Hush! Get in bed, close your eyes
cover
your ears, block out their cries
seems
the creatures are eating well tonight
hush,
they'll all disappear before first light
Staccato
Poem
Copyright
© 2014 by Patrick B Vince
Nice one!
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