Death comes

Blood covers the floor, splatters on the walls like a canvas. Halloween drawls near, the death increase. Wolf howls every night, warnings that death in coming in him flaming carriage. Wind picks up, guns fire, women's scream as the knife is plunged in their womb. Their children scream and pleaded for them to stop, but Death laugh at the pathetic humans, for they don't know what's to come of them.