They say
That out in the CORAL
A SPIKE grows
Belonging to a THING unknown.
They say
That when families visit
The sharp beastie knows
Who the naughty children are
Who the WHINY children are
They say
That those children best beware
For the thing that grows
Within the reef
Will pierce their tender feet

Georg’ann

DEATH images haunting.
Even the CHOIR is silent.
WHINY voices hush.

Heather