The Goblin

The goblin pops up from a nowhere place.

Always in dark and absent of grace.

Lurking in a shadow, until dark becomes light.

The corner now empty as day defeats night.


Are you afraid of the goblin guy?

With eyes so red, they’ll make you cry.

With that chin and that mouth and those hairy ears.

Claws extended and teeth that bring fear.


I’m not afraid of this goblin dude.

Or any member of his distorted brood.

He takes his plague wherever he goes.

And forces infection through his nasty nose.


Your delight is his displeasure.

The goblin’s disdain cannot be measured.

You have but one option in this merciless fight.

Defeat this darkness with remarkable light.