The Girl On The Hill Poem by Allen Lin

Twin moons
Burning bright
One red
One white
Glowing like maniac eyes
On this frosted Halloween night

Up a hilly street there was a girl
Alone as can be
Cloaked in black
Like a dark human tree

Charles saw this girl
Was in danger
So he ran up the hill
Like a good park ranger

When he got to the girl
She just stood there still
She had been patiently waiting
For that someone to kill

Suddenly a blade appeared
From under the cloak
Slicing through the air
Like the devil awoke

As the blood trickled through
Charles pasty brown shirt
He dropped to the ground
And grasped at dirt

As he lay in his final moments
Encased by moonlight
He saw her eyes…
One red
One white

By Allen Lin