The Boogy-Man In Broad Daylight
The people stand and stare
The faces glossed over with a hateful glare
The center of attention is apparent
The young man with no parent
Their ignorance is overwhelming
No mercy is their weapon
For the darkness swirling on their features
Resemble the tone and color of this feature
He trembles with fear
He feels like Death himself is here
And as the great guillotine comes down
Stolen away is everyone’s frown
As a shiny knight in armor strides in
And halts this fiery dragon
