The Evil Knight

• Aiden O'neill, Grade 5, Newman Primary School
• Poetry
• 2014

Excellence Award in the 'The Text Generation 2014' competition

I open the door and smell the fresh air,
people are playing and being fair,
darkness falls and they rush inside,
the evil night comes so they hide,
clip clop goes the knights dead horse,
swing swing goes the knights sharp sword,
the only light comes from his fiery eyes,
everything he looks at surely dies,
as he leaves the people come back out to play,
they had survived another day,