Stillness dropped over the night and hung about-
As shadows swayed and gossiped, dark and proud
The tender children’s giggles, innocent and dear
Broke through the air, a vibrant cheer
The blood-red moon in the sky dangled above
As the party guests shared their care and love
A gentle gust drove through the air
As the devout gathering sat for prayer.
Proceeding this, children played
They’d probably be better off if an adult had stayed
But the little ones seemed devoid of fear
The brave creatures handled themselves well with no one near.
A jarring scream pierced out of little ****-
A simple broken toy had got everyone angsty
“It wasn’t me” all the kids exclaimed
Nobody wanted to see little **** inflamed
The doorbell rang, but frankly nobody could care
As little **** was livid, and nobody would dare
The door flew open, the door light had lit
The kids assumed the adults would take care of it
Little **** stared everyone down, all focused on him
The lights around them had gone dim
Someone set glasses of juice in front of all
A refreshing end to the tension, sleepy silhouettes on the wall.
A van raced through the streets, so gracefully it slid
It disappeared in the gloom, so much it hid
Shattered parents screamed their kid’s names
Yet, silence mocked their lifeless claims
Stillness dropped over the night and hung about-
As shadows swayed and gossiped, dark and proud