You non-believers
What will it take for you to
Realize the truth
There are things beyond this world
That none of us can explain
Demons, shadow men
Ghosts lost in between the worlds
This is nothing new
Look back to antiquity
They existed before Christ
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Spirits from beyond
Whether you believe or not
It’s all up to you
But don’t be shocked if one day
You’re face to face with the dead
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Masked ghosts and goblins
Dashing madly, house to house
Time for trick or treat
Who doesn’t like Halloween
When chocolate is the prize
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Do spirits exist
Walking the earth after dark
Or are we alone
It can’t be coincidence
That things go bump in the night
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Ghosts are haunting me
Are they real or imaged
What does it matter
Things long dead keep appearing
Wanting to rejoin this life
This can’t be allowed
The past must be left buried
Buried forever
Like the fate of all dead things
To rest in peace–eternal
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A ghostly apparition on shoreline I spied,
Pacing to and fro through deep hours of night.
I thought from my window I captured her cry
From what must have been a terrible fright.
Dressed all in white from an era long gone
Stream of tears from my eyes I did shed.
Distress in her step and the pipers last song
This lover to her death must’ve led.
Legend exists of a star-crossed romance
Ending in the most tragic of ways.
They claim it occurred by strange circumstance
Young lovers they drowned in the bay.
When the shock finally passed nothing, but sorrow did I feel
There was nothing I could offer for her wounds I could not heal.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The Dark Angels fly
Back to the netherworld
Cloaked in ghoulish smiles
Proud of their terror unleashed
Anxious for the coming year
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Approach with haste O’ pagan night
Let ghost and ghoul cause scream and fright
Little children in costume plead
Holding out bags, on treats they feed
Alas the spirits under moonlit sky
Lumber and moan from low and high
Leading us all in a sinister dance
On Halloween in the devils prance
We think not of the origin of day
Slinking around in the shadows we play
Ever oblivious is probably best
Villains and monsters and all of the rest
Endear this festival from east to west
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Supernatural
Souls lost between provinces
Unable to leave
Reliving their earthly hell
Trapped in the netherworld
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
