Walls Have Ears
When you tuck up for the night
Goblins listen out of sight
Waiting at the end of day
To hear you cry out in dismay:
“Oh woe and blast! How hard it be,
To trudge my way and to be me!
Life’s not so bad, but how I wish
I could be served another dish!”
An ancient whisper: “Pardon us?”
Was that a creak? Or outside gust?
Have your senses left your head?
You could’ve sworn someone said…
Gasp! There here it is again!
“Pardon us, we did not hear
Kindly forgive our failing ears
We thought we heard you’re discontent
Please good friend, with your consent
We can satisfy your whims
And remedy your life so grim!”
You ask the darkness “Who be you?
Am I unhinged or be this true?”
“We be creatures of the night
Who wish to help you with your plight
There be no catch, so have no fear
Just state your wish and state it clear”
Hmm you think, I’m no dumb fool
This deal seems too good to be true
But the fates won’t shake me twice
To hell with it! You roll the dice…
“I’ll play along if you insist”
(Truth be told you can’t resist)
I wish to be young once again!
Free from old age aches and pains”
The moment that the words are said
There’s no more voices neath the bed
Was it real or in your head?
And why’s your stomach filled with dread?
And so you try your best to sleep
And pray the Lord your soul to keep…
Perhaps then when you rise again
You’re free from all those aches and pains
A baby in their mums embrace
With no wrinkles on your face.
Perhaps inside you’re still the same
Forced to do it all again
Trapped inside a pudgy frame
Perhaps in fact, you’ll go insane.
The moral of my tale is this:
Be careful when you make a wish
If you keep moaning, something might
Step right in and change your life.
Life has great tricks up its sleeve
Even things you don’t believe…
And when you go to lay your head
Be sure to check under the bed.
Word Prompt: Sleeve