I am a graduate from a diploma in applied writing, and I have found that my calling is poetry.
When Darkness Falls
When darkness falls the light disappears,
you hear the bumps in the night.
And you wonder to yourself,
what could that be?
A child gets scared,
they think it’s the Boogie-man.
So they close their eyes,
pull the covers up,
and try to hide.
Because they believe in the evil of the world.
As an adult you start to wonder,
what goes bump in the night?
When the darkness falls...
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