When Goblins Come
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It’s nighttime when the goblins come
And whisper in my head
“Before you wake from dreamland, girl
Who is the next one dead?
When will the good days that you live
Take on a ghastly turn?
It's coming sooner than you think
the time when dreams will burn.
You lie in bed of privilege
And shoo us all away
Yet well you know that things might change
When you see light of day
Vile illnesses abide their time
Your youth’s not meant to last
Each ache and pain a testament
Old age is coming fast
Catastrophes are round the bend
Don’t think that you’ll be spared
Security snatched in the storm
Your fears will all be bared
So slumber if you think you can
Close now those eyes real tight
While we all dance around your bed
And party through the night"
Eileen Manassian
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2017
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