Children, children come
inside,
The night's deep drape is
soon to fall,
And change shapes once definable
to visages of inner-scapes.
Children, children gather
neigh.
The light is dimming, heed
my call.
Beware the twilight
animals,
Their sweet abductions
steal your faith.
Children, children, stay
awake,
Lest you should dream and
then arise,
To find your minds un-healable,
And plagued with visions
so insistent to be born.
By Gods sweet grace!
Don't let your souls shine
through the night.
For I was once a child
too,
But now a ghost
transcending age.
