Poem: The Victory of Halloween

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The spirits have driven out the saints:
The eve overshadows the main event.
The dead and their cohorts come out once more,
to frolic and to taunt, to dare you to deny
that the old world of the one God is gone.

copyright Francis Barker 2019

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