Author of horror genre
“Evil Speaks”
Evil speaks
A rum tatta rum
Words spelled out like sounds on a drum
When you hear them
you’d better run
A rum tatta rum
A rum tatta rum
When they come, they come so fast,
These sounds, these words
They linger, they last
Sounds blaring now
Sounds like a blast
A rum tatta rum
A rum tatta rum
Drum noise so pounding
It’s all you can hear
Crazy swirling in your head
Begging for it to disappear
And now, a ringing in your ears.
Your heart throbs and now jumps from your chest,
You have reached the climax of your fears.
Your muscles tense and body parts writhe
A rum tatta rum
Feeling pressure behind your eyes
A rum tatta rum
You plead, you drop,
“Is it ever going to stop?”
A rum tatta rum
A rum tatta rum
You’ve had all you can take, and you can’t take anymore.
A rum tatta rum
Suddenly, before you appears a door,
A rum tatta rum
You open your eyes;
You’re sweaty but awake.
No rum tatta rum
Just your own bed to make.
Written on 7/25/23