A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors: poetry in blood! poem by Stefano Donno

The darkness falls, the night draws near,

And in our dreams, we face our fear,

For Freddy Krueger's on the prowl,

His razor glove, a deadly howl.

 

But in this world, the children fight,

With powers gained from dreams at night,

A force of will to push away,

The demon's grasp, and make him pay.

 

The Dream Warriors, young and strong,

Against the evil, they belong,

With every thought and every breath,

They battle on, defying death.

 

For in their dreams, they find a way,

To turn the tables and to sway,

The balance of this deadly game,

And make the monster scream in shame.

 

With love and courage, strength and will,

They face their nightmares, dark and chill,

And in the end, they claim the prize,

Their freedom, won through sacrifice.

 

A Nightmare on Elm Street 3,

A tale of horror, yet so free,

For in this story, we can see,

That even in our dreams, we're free.