Hallows Eve

Rage, rage against the dying of the light*,
for it’s Hallow’s Eve,
the time of fright.
The moon is full and the leaves have fallen,
upon the wind, ancient voices are calling.
For centuries have turned
but tonight will remain-
all hollows eve, time stays the same.
Venture into the dark if you so dare,
but there lies the beast,
so beware, beware!
Heed my advice,
and hear what I say,
beware the sun setting
and the last of day!
Do not go gentle into that good night*-
for it’s Hallow’s Eve,
the time of fright.

Inspired by Halloween and Dylan Thomas
*Lines from Dylan Thomas poem “Do not go Gentle into that good Night”

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