MY NAME IS MALABAR

Just for one night, each year, a day in October,
I soar down from the sky to bring hell to all humans.

From a place I come, A far-off demonic world, fast
As the wind, horror is my only game.

I’m mean and ugly; soon you’ll see my face, when you do
Then say goodbye to this mortal place.

My teeth are like razors, my eyes red as blood, claws on
My hands and feet, a tail of pain.

No conscience have I, not a heart of sorrow. If you do meet me,
Never again a tomorrow.

My name is Malabar, for you it means death; nothing can stop me,
I’ll devour you to survive.

Hide where you dwell; do not let me introduce myself, after
Midnight, look out of your window, as I soar to the sky.

In one year I’ll be back for your life.

Keith Garrett