Halloween is here again
I used to love it so
But, now when it's shell out time
My face I do not show
I hide down in the basement
No light will people see
"No Candy Here" upon the door
There's nothing here from me
Ghosts and Ghouls and Spirits
Up my street they creep
But, I see them nightly
When I try to sleep
Four faces of four children
Out to trick or treat
Run down by a drunk driver
While trick or treating on my street
Seven children run down
Time....eight seventeen
Three were injured, four were killed
On that horrific Halloween
Each day for me is Halloween
Each day I hear them screaming
The worst part is that I'm awake
I don't hear them when I'm dreaming
Two who died, I knew them well
Dressed as cowboys on that night
Now they're gone, to ride the range
Their souls have taken flight
The street was closed for near two days
There were many questions asked
And in the end, nothing has changed
The answers hidden by a mask
The driver, he was plastered,
Didn't know what day it was
He's out now, paid his penance
I hope he feels a sense of loss
Myself, I cannot bear it
Every year I stay inside
I see those faces on new children
So, in my basement I will hide
No Candy Here, I'm sad to say
It hurts as much today
I still grieve for those poor children
In my own, respectful way
