Night Calls.
The clouds closed in on the rays from the sun.
Darkness invited what the daylight had shun.
Man became prey to unspeakable things,
ghouls and gargoyles with leathery wings.
The sounds of hell engulfed the earth.
Hands reached out from the unholy dirt.
Tombstones that used to announce the deceased,
now were proclaimers of a horrible feast.
~ Falcon Dove
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