Skeleton Stride

Creepy dude walks hunched and freaks people out.

He could stand erect

The bones were too mishappen

They were sadly worn from neglect

Like his lips that were frozen while gaping.

His stringy hair fell in his face

Which possible had sockets for sight

But no one shooed him from the place

For to approach him was a deadly fright.

He roamed the countryside from hunger

And found small animals in the trees

This children were less scared the younger

And this put the villagers greatly at unease

The days passed into years and nothing changed on him, not a toenail

Until Mayor Kurt took matters into his own hands and decided the hunchback was to be impaled.

The creature, aware of change, took running deep into the forest

And the men over aged 18 too up chase

His sweat began to clog and his skin was gray and pourous

And for the first time he felt disgraced.

The menfolk shouted and cursed at the monstrous looking man

Not a threat was he, nor a bother, only one of God's abominations

So into the forest he fled, suddenly his legs carried him and he ran

He could no longer stay where he was pointed at as the caution of damnation

Those who have seen him roaming the brush

Know he is harmless, at least if not approached

Voice must kept down to a mice like hush

And centuries have passed in which no one has dared encroached

Upon the dwelling he makes in each town on each different land

Only remnants and sightings keep him alive

To be understood and to understand

Is upon what all humans survive.

So be grateful for your looks, and your great sense of humor

For that is all that keeps others, life, and the world less like a big tumor.