Where The Goblins Roam Poem by Saint Eule

Where do the goblins roam?
Anywhere they can find a home.

While on a journey in the spiritual abyss,
I came across one such as this.

An ancient being on a leisurely stroll,
Why did our paths cross in the heavenly knoll?

The ancient one shrieked in a dialect unknown,
Surprise in the voice was revealed in the tone.

Then realizing how scared it must be,
I was the intruder the goblin was me.

Reality to you may be a dream to
another.
Be quiet when you roam and stay
undercover.