NIGHT-DARK-BLACK-HAPPY-SAD

Written by: Joy Wellington

          Behold the NIGHT of dread is upon us
          No one knows the route of this scary bus
The thing that’s evident there is evil
          Some are dragged on some went without a fuss

           DARK are the insides scary forms around
           Each window closed to contain all the sound
There will be screaming and rackling shackles 
            Attempts at escape the ones that are bound

            BLACK shrouded figures walk from seat to seat
            Making sure hands are tied shackles on feet
Told all to relax don’t make things harder
            They will be serving a sweetened blood treat

           The only ones HAPPY on this blood hunt
           Are the capturers that speaks with a grunt
They laugh and tease making everyone sweat
           Wondering what happens over the mount

           The feeling of gloom makes the captured SAD
           To be captured and herded made them mad
They hollered so loud police came on board
           And rescued them all o boy were they glad



For Craig's contest: NIGHT DARK BLACK HAPPY SAD