Ice Cream Poem by Darren C Harris

Ice Cream

Darkness falls out come the ghouls,
And children play and act the fool,
Whilst holding hands they dance around a grave,
Chanting and singing the song they've made,
I scream,
You scream,
We all scream for ice cream,

Up comes the moon it shines so bright,
It lights up the graveyard like a big street light,
More arms are linked as more children come,
And start singing the song been sung,
I scream,
You scream,
We all scream for ice cream,

They dance and they sing the night away,
Innocent children still at play,
Are they real? Or are they just a glow?
Is the song that their singing the only song that they know?
I scream,
You scream,
We all scream for ice cream,

Am I hearing the song? Am I starting to crack?
As I leave the graveyard I keep looking back,
Children in white still dancing around,
Still the same song, still the same sound,
I scream,
You scream,
We all scream for ice scream.