A halloween poem

Upon the day when worlds may meet

The fae will ride again

And souls and spirits are concrete

To meet with mortal men.

Beware, beware their faery wiles

Beware their whispers sweet

Resist the urge lest it defiles

And drags you off your feet.

Heed not the fae and shun their lure

And do not meet their eyes

Survive the night, and just endure

And never heed their lies

For on this night the mortal may be drawn

And stolen bodies with their souls be torn