October Fright

For a month with varied history

one night remains a mystery

a night a ghastly spirit comes to haunt

of the many forms that it assumes

the one of witches riding brooms

is one with which it loves to taunt

Fright and terror are its tools

wreaking havoc on the fools that

venture out this one night of the year

the courage they require cannot withstand its ire

and the waning lustre of their fortitude

becomes a wretched sacrifice to fear

To overcome their trepidation

and eradicate this mystique

a thoroughly solemn state they must adopt

a resounding effort of suppression

of the creature's dissonant staccato

If they expect this abomination to be stopped

Then once again with fear in check

little ghosts and goblins can run free

eyes sparkling with the thoughts of candy treats

over driveways and trimmed lawns

yelling shell out at each door

confident they're safe out on their streets