Long ago in the days when I was young
the only costumes we wore
were the ones created from our old rags
more tattered than our daily clothes.
A mummy was an easy choice
zombies or ghosts another style
anything to scare away the evil spirits
who scoured the alleys and corridors
seeking souls of the recently departed.
Our costumes were supposed to trick them
so they couldn't block all paths to heaven.
Our night travels on all Hollow’s Eve,
brought us treats at each household,
rewards for protecting the ethereal mists
and keeping lost souls away from satan.
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