The Brick Path
Down the torturous path lies a brick path
It’s dismal, with only the moon for guide
It’s not possible to walk without fear
All you want to do is go run and hide
The darkness eats you up thus bringing tears
Pain is, suffice to say, sure terrible
You walk onward, slowly as not to scare
Just a little wind would hurt horrible
You then make it to the end of the path
You start to jump for some pure excitement
And the wind stirs the trees frightening you
You run to your house with bewilderment
You sit in your house, breathing heavily
Knowing you made it through the devil’s path
Where evil resides, looks for anyone
But you escaped the devil’s hurtful wrath
Russell Sivey
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