The Fiery Witch of Halloween Night

She cackled and crackled as she burnt to her death

She’d fared much worse many moons past

The witch and the fire together were one

And the night whistled past on their way to the throne

A thief in the night

A blade in the dawn

A shadow in the afternoon sun

And when night came once more

A bloody crown in hand

Burnt and twisted, badly broken

Body left upon the throne

Regal head chopped off

The king no more stirred

His bubbling cauldron of political power

The queen jumped from a tower

To save her daughter and her face

While her son fought demons to save his race

The boy never did wear the glorious crown of lore

For the witch made it bloody and left it on her floor

The night went silent

But nightmares crept close

As the witch disattached from the fire

Now the flames were uncontrolled

And through the kingdom they swept

Ravaging all that they passed

Now they all were gone

The flames and the kingdom

And only the witch,

Whom the people tried to burn

Was left standing on mountains

Made of rubble and blood

She turned her face to the sky and called out a name

For her power only came but once a year

On Halloween night look out for the flames

For the witch hides behind them in a conqueror’s rage