The Cave

As black as midnight,
As cold as stone,
A baby’s cry,
And an old man’s moan.

Its jagged entrance,
Creates so much fear.
You gape at the teeth
Of its gruesome leer.

The wind blows wild,
The thunder shrieks
And in the graveyard,
Death does reek.

Inside the cave,
All evil things do dwell.
They beckon you forward,
To join them in hell.

The walls are black,
The air is so cold,
And in this prison,
Deep secrets unfold.

Of the fear of a child,
Hiding under his bed.
Hidden from monsters,
And the fear of the dead.