Hoodwink: A Poem
David has been living in Japan for close to ten years. He loves reading, history, music, and movies. He lives with his wife and kids.
Dawn is coming
The sun is setting, the moon is high
Sounds and shatters eaten by the dark
Eyes peeled and ears perked
A thousand voices start to weep
Footsteps come running
From where one must now imagine
Small and quaint though they are
Fear and terror they rightly bring
Covers rustled and bedsheets pulled
A sob and a squeak can be heard
The clock ticks and the wind blows
Suddenly, all is silent as the night falls
Dream little one, in the forest of dreams
Fly out and forget what you hear
Float away from the tendrils that beckon
Twist not your thoughts with this false lullaby
Sleep little one, and rest your head
And heed not the whispers that beguile
Hush now and say a prayer
Soon dawn will break and the shadows will be gone