Waiting for the light of day to come to its end, watching,

I’m there in the shadows, behind the trees I lurk.

This is my night but you may think it’s yours, let’s find out,

Celebrate the faces you wear, I wear only one face, darkness.

Inside your houses, hide you should but there is no

Intelligence in you,

You’ll walk the night with your children hunting for a

Chocolate or treat.

Up in the trees as the wind blows is where you might

Find me, maybe,

The moon is full as it sits in the wide-open night sky.

I move as you move through your neighborhood streets,

seeing what you see, awaiting you, waiting for a different

Treat.

There’s something stalking, hunting without a trace,

Quietly there,

By morning I’ll be gone but with me some of those

Whom wear masks.

Am I like you or do you pretend to resemble what I am?

What I am has a face that changes with each season,

Tonight no face.

I haunt your neighborhood on Halloween, I am this

Nightmare that you will never dream, I am in your

Neighborhood.

Keith Garrett