The Masque of the Red Death

A disguised figure approaches The masquerade of laughter and relief Invisible he might be at the beginning But deathly and haunting is his journey's end A stiff and cold breeze is felt As it passes by the people But ignorance and uncaring filled their conscious For their happiness and joy overtook their mind These people were locked in a mansion So huge that it was thought its walls protect From the plague that spread so wild Controlling bodies from the inside As it killed them within time Blood used to flow From injured bodies that got caught in the enemy's net Yet some scurried away To reach a destiny that felt safe But. the plague was clever And into the walls bricks it slithered Disguised as a horrible figure With blood stains on cemetery cloth And a mask so scary no one dared to touch It walked so calmly and peacefully As it shadow began to erupt And the people around felt so scared and weak The prince was their solution For they ran towards him Asking for help and the destruction of that figure The prince, so brave, ran towards the mask Yet...as the masked figure turned to face him The mighty courageous prince dropped dead Everyone gathered to observe what had happened But then no one lasted for a minute And all dropped dead