Poetry

When Things Frightful Came to Visit

What are the things that keep you up at night? Those things when you close your eyes, you are filled with fright? You know, those things when you rest your weary head, And all of a sudden you are filled with dread. The things that the darkness of night make seem all the more real,

Dearest Corona, Purveyor of Fear

You may be a virus, But you are spreading fear, Far and near, To the youngest and oldest among us. We now walk around afraid to breathe, We’ve been stripped away of things that bring us delight, Everywhere we go there is the feeling of fright, The world looks like a scary dream. Yes, you