Halloween

Under a dark dim night
Where horrors seem to exist
A deviant tale light
Is about to befit

This is the day
To unveil the theatre
Where people pray
To the actor/creature

“Hail the witches”
-Is yell out loud
“Reveal the stitches
That makes you proud”

The ritual begins
To praise the dead
The Satan’s griffins
To honour Vlad

In blood they bathe
Over the balcony
An orgy made
In a nauseatingly scenery

But all be forgotten
Until the next year
While ideologies rotten
And spread the fear