All Hallows Eve’s upon us all once more:
The time has come to hang the lantern’s head
And hollow out the pumpkin to the core,
Lighting candles, scaring off the dead.
Feed the children sweets for trick or treat,
Wear silly costumes, dance around some flames.
Dress as messy ghosts under a sheet,
Forgetting all you know about Samhain:
Sacrifice, blood tributes and more death
From werewolves killing cattle and those whom
Would jibe at gods and witness their last breath.
Or, culling all the first out of the womb.
For terror, in Samhain, there’s many reasons
To hide from all the horrors of this season.
Robert Grant is a forty-six year old writer of poetry and short stories. He has had two collections published, 'The Judas Tree' and 'Night Haunting', as well as appearing in a variety of magazines. You can read and hear more of his work by following the links on his twitter account at: https://twitter.com/RobertGWriter .