A Night of madness
The moment of confusion
The knock at the door
Within me, I am scare
My mind focuses on beware
I am functioning on care
So how, I have courage to open the door
A Man has no face and no scar
He enters my place
I want to run about face
He raises his arm
I go on alarm
A large knife is being held in his hand
I see no mercy and I am at his demand
Just when I thought he would strike
He chants, “Happy Halloween and Trick a Treat”