Fear of Ghosts

Fear of ghosts? USA, a thrill word of my boyhood, great things happens in America. From the deck I saw the statue of liberty; fabulous, a dream came true I thought. Immigration officials boarded. We stood in line showing our cocks to a bored medical man. A uniform asked if we’re commies. But when he asked me my dislike of any authorities came forth; I said “Yes, I’m.” Our captain said “he doesn’t understand English very well.” The officials laughed, yet a crew member was not allowed ashore, had his name in a big book and black listed because he was member of the communist party of Norway and might cause threat to USA. 1955 till 2012 nothing has changed; only the ghosts are now called Muslims.