Reader’s Corner: “The child in Green”

One step, two steps, three steps, four..

Hops the child in green, never seen before.

Malicious and wicked,

his footsteps bring dread,

This is the tale of the harbinger of death.

People still wonder where he was born

How his gleeful touch makes them mourn

First glimpse of him was  in the orient-

Then the west, north and south,

Conquered yet another continent,

as this nomad runs about.

His gentle caress shall wither your lungs away, 

His green robe flutters as they mark your decay.

When the child crossed the ocean

The orange king laughed,

"Such a midget can never harm a country so great!"

The green child smirked as he danced along,

The wails from the deathbeds, such a tragic song!

"We are ready", said the queen in Red.

"All is well", chanted her people as they went to bed.

"The curse will never harm God's servants," retorted the priest in white,

The masses gathered as they blindly spread the blight.

Ignored the warnings, these foolish pawns!

Carried the child on their shoulders

and took him home.

The child snickers as he embraced your children and kin, 

Now they shall be branded as a proof of your sin.

Ignorance, a crime worse than greed-

The lords with plugged ears

will never hear your screams.

So tell your brethren to lock those doors,

For the vile child can't be stopped no more,

Shut yourself in and don't go out..

For the child is out there, dancing about.

He waltzes atop of the mountain of corpse, 

Laughing at the fools for they never learn,

Once the hex touches you,

there's nowhere to run,

So dare not go out now,

it might be your turn.