Being a Ghost

There is something Sad about ghost Who have not yet Found their way ------ Tomorrow is our future For them Just another day ----- They bring that prospect Closely to mind I pity the ghost A projection from life That live's threw time ----- I pity the ghost For the role they played And yet and still I am not afraid ----- I pity the ghost Who have no space For the tragedy that They've had to face They should be revered And respected And not to be the subjected To some kind of ghost chase Fore they were once people Who have lost their place ----- They are the true figment Of the people who have died And for whom so many have cried Most of them were subjects Their salvation denied Fore some-how they Were left so un-alive ----- Left to survive in spirit only Maybe that is why Some of them seem so lonely There is a reason why They shouldn't be treated that way Fore what they need Is for some-one just to pray ----- They have so many questions' And emotions that which they So prominently display Only if they could some-how Reconcile their spirit's that way Then may-be somehow maybe They will just go away ----- To say the least They will be not reason For them to go astray GF