"Close to midnight"

I was walking down the dark street,
with a hat that covered his face,
despite the darkness, he could not see his eyes,
but only to see it long and stooped disturbed.

The clock read eleven
The lights were already off
The closed houses
But the fog showed shame

Early children played candy or tricks
Since it was October 31 night of the witches
And unlike other early mornings
At sunrise, not everyone would be together

Fear and surprise was what they found
Those people in the morning
The entangled witches
They visited all those who populated