Night of Werewolves,
by J. W. Cassandra
We wander in threatening wonders,
We’re full of the full moon’s wonders,
We’re imprisoned in deceits of the past:
We suspect to hide on heavenly roads…
Ghastly hoards of scary werewolves…
Before the dawn we try to hide our minds,
We believe in odd ceremonies as guides,
Before the midnight, we try to dance
A dance of enchantment, cry on skies…
With ghastly hoards of scary werewolves…
We believe in our rites: they can us guard,
We dance through so the magic night,
We summon our ancient fears as charm,
We are the fools of full moon’s light,
We’re ghastly hoards of scary werewolves…
30/08. 2020., by J. W. Cassandra
