Church Door Poem by Dorsey Baker

Church Door



A demon sits on your doorstep
A monster has taken over
Your bedroom
Clouds are very deep and dark
Storm sounds like a train coming
Seem very close in distance
A Dragon peeping in your window
Watching you
Evil eye on the move
Ready to devour
A beast a creature
Do not be alarmed
Door of the church
It is always open

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