Halloween 2020
They move from house to house
with a mask on each child's face,
knocking on the doors and then
all shouting 'Track or trace?'
The people opening the doors
all have masks on as well,
who's celebrating Halloween, well
nobody can tell.
The sweets are handed out upon
a palm with rubber glove,
can't see a smile that shows whether
they're handed out with love.
Maybe there is some gentleness seen
in the giver's eyes,
the kids rush home to eat them
after they have sanitised.
They may have made the effort to make
Death and horror fun,
with squeals and lamps and pumpkins
as from door to door they run,
but this year as they lie in bed
they know, and they can feel
the horror all around them and
that Death is really real.
Copyright © Viv Wigley | Year Posted 2020
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