Halloween
by Gwyn McMakin
When I was a child, I would often ask my mother why we celebrated Halloween
She could never answer me, and for years that always bugged me
When I was older, I finally looked it up
And I wished I could go back, and tell my younger self,
So since I never knew what exactly Halloween was, I thought I’d share with all of you
Halloween comes from the old Irish celebration Sam Hein, also known as old hallows eve
This was the one night a year where the dead would rise and the demon Sam Hein would walk the earth
People would lock themselves in their homes and would wear masks to disguise themselves as Sam Heins demons
A lot of people would smear sheep’s blood on their face
Now, we dress up as witches and sexy vampires and the Hulk
Crops and chopped up wood were carved into scary faces to keep demons away from their homes
But, pumpkins with silly faces are basically the same thing, right?
Finally, food would be placed outside of doors as an offering for the dead and a plea to let their family live
This translates into houses giving out candy to little kids
How did we get here? From demons to fun,
Offerings to cavities,
Sheep’s blood to princess costumes
Well, I don’t know that
But I do know we better hope the Irish were wrong,
Cause if they weren’t,
Beware, Sam Hein,