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