Ultimate Bonfire
A ritual is being performed tonight
Ancient in its rites, everything’s old in it
A bonfire is lit, large within every right
Even the troll dances, they don’t come and sit
Skeletons are alive by the witches here
As are the vampires prowling for some blood there
Mummies look out for the flames as they are high
The fire reaches up, looking into the sky
It looks like the flames surely touch the full moon
As they are meant to reach there without reserve
Ghosts approach the bonfire lured by evil boon
Like the scarecrow looking to hate, which to serve
Bats fly around the fire, as spiders skitter
Black cats carry red eyes with souls so bitter
The ultimate goal of this horrible sight
To show their power over the human might
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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