The Fog
Clip Clop
Tick Tock
A whinny
A Bell
Sounds all around
But not seen
Only heard
The Fog covers them all.
The people walk
Children talk
But the Fog covers them all
Criminals stalk
Homes stand still
Babies cry
Birds fly
But they are over the Fog
Always staying
Never leaving
People bleeding
People dying
Escape is easy
Because of the Fog
The Fog chokes off life
It leaves those in it long enough
Empty shadows
That dance off the Fog
No light
A dreadful plight
All out of sight
Night is day, and day is night
In the Fog that covers all.