The darkness seemed to spread
on and on forever,
as I headed for the lights of
a small New Mexican town.
All the people were inside,
the doors were locked,
a virtual ghost town.
I got a creepy feeling something
was watching me.
That’s when I noticed him,
an old Navajo man.
And he spoke to me. He said that,
“They’re already here.”
He said that, “They’re coming,
coming nearer. Can’t you feel
them, can’t you hear them?
They’re coming, coming closer
They’re already here.” –
The Skinwalkers
I watched him scurry into his hole,
as I wondered over things that he
had screamed to me. Could these
legends be true that I had heard
when I was a kid? Navajo werecreatures
roaming the night.
And then I felt it again.
Something watching me
from the woods. Could it
be them? And as I ran,
I remembered what he said.
As I got to my car, covered
in filth and drenched in my
own sweat, the old man’s words
echoed throughout my mind –
And I wondered…