Michael’s Purview – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

In the dread of imagination, he roams our streets,

A monster that we can all embrace and fear,

Michael Myers, with his silent steps,

Watching, waiting, getting nearer.

But what drives his dark and twisted soul?

Is it just the need to kill and scare?

Or does he have a greater purpose,

A destiny that he must prepare?

For when he strikes, his victims fall,

Their lives cut short by his cruel hand,

But those who survive, forever changed

By horror and some fateful plan.

But what of those who live to tell the tale?

Do they find purpose or just more pain?

For Michael Myers’ actions change the game,

And they, become changed again.

Perhaps there’s more to this monster’s plan,

A purpose we cannot hope to defend,

Like the some mysterious angel, a guiding hand,

Whose actions we can’t fully comprehend.

For he who act on destinies unknown,

Our Promethean archetypes of fate,

Impacting those around their influence,

Do we all suffer as they act to motivate?

So let us ponder, this Halloween night,

The true nature of all acting beings,

For whether their actions are wrong or right,

Depends on what each one of us is truly seeing.