Those People Are Back Here...Again Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Here they come again!

'Close the blinds.
Turn off the lights.
Unplug the telephones.
DO NOT...
Make a sound,
If they should knock on the door.'

*Mommy.
Daddy.
You're scaring me!
What's going on? *

'THOSE people are back here...again.'

*What people?
What people?
You're frightening me! *

'Those people coming through this neighborhood,
Singing songs of peace and expressing love.*

*NO daddy NO!
Say it isn't true.*

'Ssssshhh. Sssssshhh.
It will be okay.
I've got my magnum loaded.
And your mother is packing a 45.
We will be fine.
Don't worry.'