The Halloween Beast

Underneath the bed of leaves

Awakens a fearsome beast,

Looking for his Halloween feast.

Stalking along the shadowed streets

Looking for a satisfying treat

Avoiding the light of the full moon,

He rubs his belly and whispers soon

Sharpening his claws,

Stretching out his jaws,

Drool drips down his hairy chin

He’s a fright with his horny skin

Blood and flesh are what he craves

Before he returns to the city of graves,

His only hunting night of the year

On the celebrated night of fear

His favorite taste is flesh filled hate

Those destined for the devil’s gate

Evil has a distinct scent

From a soul that has bent

He finds one oily and black

A man who finds no shame in his attack

With expert ease, he lies

He would kill his mother for a prize

Consent he never obtains

Cruelty in his veins

The beast picks him from the flock

Plucks him silently from the walk

Opening his mouth wide, biting before the scream

He tastes delicious better than ice cream

The man shouts, “I’ll never do it again!”

The beast knows his words are pretend

Evil never leaves once it touches a soul

He grins as he swallows the man whole

The devil dances as the soul joins hell

Trapped for eternity in a demonic cell,

Blood runs down the beast’s chin

How delicious the taste of man’s sin

Halloween hours unwind

The beast leaves humanity behind

Returning to his grave,

After Halloween, he must behave

He sinks into the decaying earth,

Giving humanity a wide berth,

A slumbering beast, he will be.

Until next Halloween sets him free