Horror Poem: A Wes Craven Tribute

This poem is a memorial tribute to Wes Craven, my favorite movie writer/director.

He gave us the screams

He gave us the dreams

We even saw theft

And The Last House On The Left

Even a Red Eye,

miles high in the sky

Not only that

But the hills that had eyes

till one day, he dies

and with the angels, he flies

up in the clouds in the ultimate haven,

Rest In Peace, our dear Wes Craven!

Dedicated to the master of horror, Wes Craven (August 2nd 1939 - August 30th 2015)

Stay Spooky! :ghost:

#HillsHaveEyes.