Haunted Youth

digital illustration from a photoThat House on Our Street

The doorway was a toothy maw, the casement was an eye,

and all the children crept in awe each time they must pass by,

regardless what they heard or saw; they knew that they would die

if anything at all should draw them in, no matter why,

For bogeys, fiends and ghastly ghouls inhabited the place,

entrapping and devouring fools, and set on them apace;

those children who had left their schools and homes without a trace

now lay decaying in deep pools as dark as outer space,

Dug in the basement deep below, a catacomb of holes

filled up with youth who’d tried to go into this cage of souls

and found, not fun adventures, no, but rather, evil moles

of spirit-kind hid here–and so, for them the town bell tolls;

Lost children wail twixt yonder walls at night while moonlight creeps,

and roam like mists down endless halls while all around them sleeps;

no knowing parent ever calls again; the mansion keeps

its secrets tight, and silence falls, far as the deepest deeps;

At least, the children’s fears said so; the legend kept in thrall

the children thereabouts, who’d go timidly past it all

at anxious speed along the row, lest they lose their recall

to safety. As grownups all know: life’s scary when you’re small!

12 thoughts on “Haunted Youth

  1. I went out for a run yesterday, over the hills far away long effort, about a mile from home there was a group of young kids dressed in masks etc growling at each other and passing cars. As I passed them my sweaty, snot covered, dripping sweat, reddened face scared the bejesus out of them! Have a good one…..

    • As others have mentioned here, little ones are far from the only ones who find life offering plenty of opportunities to be afraid. But they certainly have more than their share of chances. Everything being bigger than a kid is reason enough to fear it! πŸ˜‰

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