THERE IS SOMETHING IN THE WIND

 It’s October, I wait and wonder not if but when it will come,

Over a century ago something evil and disturbing happened,

A storm appeared and with it an unusual, foul smelling, wind.

In the end it took with it neighbors, family, and strangers,

It has been one hundred years since that nightmarish night.

I know something bad is coming, it’s October now, no one believes,

The air is changing, you can’t stop what will happen, stay away

From the wind.

There is something in the wind, tomorrow morning there will be

Not a soul left.

Keith Garrett