Legends & Myths Poem by William Mowell

Some believe in vampires, others in ghosts, I think they're all a host
Some say their demons, living in caves, but who's really to blame
Pure evil does exist, in the minds of the killers, with balled up fists
Also in myself, living in sin, leaving it on a shelf, somewhere in a den


Mass hist aria over the UFO's, in some field, where'd they go
Some ball of light, in the sky, at the movies, caught mid-flight
Whats it all mean, is this the scene, for the next movie screen

Vlad Dracula was the originator of the vampire myth
The leader of many, much like Joseph Smith
But hindered he was from the thrown, impaling those of the unknown
This tragedy led to his downfall, it would be all but his last call

The infamous witch tale, from Sabrina to the Halliwells
defame the wiccan name, Hollywood is to blame

The last of all this, ghost stories are always a hit
campfire stories and urban legend, are always worth a mention
But the truth of it, is it real, or not, thats what makes it hot

All this cant be dismissed, but does it all really fit
The stories will surpass time, if you walk that silver line