Do Not Let It In

Do Not Let It In

When you hear something scurrying about 
It is so tempting to open the door to investigate 
Only to discover when you do 
It is none other but the horned figure 

The horned figure who is a chameleon 
Disguising itself as something other 
Other than the green-eyed bandit 
Just lying in wait ready to use their pointer 

The pointer to out everyone but themselves 
When eyes are turned their way 
They start to retreat and hide away in the shadow 
Voice drops from 3 octaves down to one 

One day they are dressed as a psychic 
The next as a black belt in karate 
Wonder what they will be the next time you see them 
Maybe that same horned figure in dirty crocodile shoes 

It can be tempting but don’t answer the door 
Once the door is open the urge is hard to resist slamming it shut 
Let the horned figure stay busy trying to get in 
For they have nothing else to do 

Do not let it in!

Image by David Senior from Pixabay