My Horror Night

My Horror Night

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My Horror night – a time of year

To make all evil disappear.

Help me fight, to win this war,

And kick all evil out the door.

Are you ready, friends? For my Horror Night,

For Satan to change your senses and sight.

Ready, my friends, for the acrid smell,

To send your minds to the gates of hell.

Will you come, my friends, to suffer with me?

Make evil not your destiny.

We will watch the Devil, bedecked with horns,

Tear his fingers on wire and thorns.

We will watch him bleed and howl with pain,

Then touch a World no longer sane.

So come my friends to my Horror night,

And change perception of wrong and right.

Let imagination twist and turn,

And, with me, watch the hell fires burn.

Come, love and goodness, join my fight,

And share, with me, my Horror Night.

Lie with me upon the ground,

Grow squeamish at the fearful sound,

Of ghoulish fiends, taking flight

Escaping from my Horror Night.

Let reason and logic fade away

As the Ghosts and Spirits flirt and play.

Let Brain and mind frizzle and fry,

As Witches crow and Warlocks cry.

Their cackles and screams filling the air.

Their vapour, like blood, everywhere.

Hear tolling bells – watch coffins rise

To reach the graveyard in the skies.

See open graves – the putrid smell

Of skeletons walking straight to hell.

Dry cold bones, hand in hand,

Creaking feet on shifting sand.

So will you come, if I beg you please?

Will you grovel on your hands and knees?

Will you crawl through mud and Earths terrain?

To join me in my night of pain.

If I promise fear and ecstasy,

Will you share this night of shame with me?

Let me tempt you, with my fight

To join me in my Horror Night.

Now know, my friends, ‘tis no disgrace

To just look evil in the face,

Then watch it squirm and run away.

So goodness, in its place can stay.

Come, see how evil just takes flight

When we face it with my Horror Night.

‘Tis just one night, in the year,

To make all evil disappear.

Let goodness, please, return again,

To keep our World quite safe and sane.

So, help me friends, to achieve my goals,

And remove all evil from our souls.

For evil, friends, is a mortal sin,

And often lives deep within

Our hearts, our minds, our fragile brain.

‘Til madness stops us being sane.

So friends, please know, when you face my hell,

That you have to face yourselves as well.

‘Tis just one night, one night a year,

To make all evil disappear.

For if, my friends, we face our hell,

Surely evil will dispel.

So roll up friends, join my fight,

And enjoy, with me, my Horror Night!!

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One Responseto “My Horror Night”

  1. David tabrar says:

    Awsome poem.

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