Samara's Song

Young Samara, standing by the well, singing her song.
(Photo taken from a-silver-story.livejournal.com)

Anyone familiar with the movie The Ring may recognize the first stanza of what I call "Samara's Song". The little girl, Samara, is seen singing this in the movie when her origins are revealed. She's standing by a well as her insane mother approaches with lethal intent. I've never heard (and am too afraid to Google it) more of her song, so I wrote my own fun, dark version of it.

Samara emerging from the well.  Great time to make sure it isn't YOUR TV
she's crawling out of...
(Photo taken from www.lotharslair.com)

And don't worry. After reading this poem, if your phone rings, I'm sure you won't hear a creepy girl's voice whisper, "Seven days..."

Alexander Knight

Samara’s Song

Here we go,

The world is spinning,

When it stops,

It’s just beginning.

See the pit

It’s built for storing,

All the dead,

Who get no mourning.

See the sky,

The potter’s wheeling,

Block it out,

A ring of ceiling.

Anna Morgan, Samara's insane, murderous mother.
(Photo taken from ring.wikia.com)

Here we go,

The world is spinning,

When it stops,

It’s just beginning.

Hear the night,

It world is sleeping,

Feel the rain,

My death is seeping.

Hear the screams,

The worms are crawling,

When they stop,

My bones they’re gnawing.

You killed me,

You think you’re winning,

But your pain,

It’s just beginning.

July 20, 2005