Strange Encounters in the night
Making the world live in fright
Death stalks at every turn
Threatening people leaving fear, concern.
Will the terror never end?
I'm through playing pretend
It's time to face what we know is there
We just can't stop sit and stare.
This was a poem about monsters that lurk in the dark but also a metaphor for something bigger. If you can guess what it is than I'll give you a virtual cookie. Also please tell me in the reviews how I did.
