THE SINISTER NIGHT

In the dark and sinister night
Evil beings haunt the gloom,
Hoping to enter your dwelling
To feast upon you in your room.

Fearful creatures stalk the streets
In this awful, doom-curse town,
Things that are flying through the air
Others creeping across the ground.

In the shadows, horrors lurking
Waiting to leap out as you pass,
Creature of wood, or of earth
Even creatures made from grass.

In the middle of a forest
In a town they call misery,
Demonic fiends are cavorting
Watching you with hungry glee.

In the dark and sinister night
When nothing sane would be outside,
Atrocities are ever so slowly near
On this night when you may die.

In a haunted, sickly town
Where nothing decent ever grows,
Malicious things do abound
In a place only the malevolent go.

In a small corner of the world
Where the sun never shines bright,
Evil shapes keep on cavorting
In the rays of the dark moon's light.

THE END
© Copyright 2021 Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia