The North-Eastern Ghost
Please be gone! Oh ghost from the north-east. Gone without any message. Days gone and months gone, then it becomes a year. Year after year, the cry for one lost to the ghost remains.
Please be gone! Oh ghost from the north-east. Haunted is the place I lived. From the blood-soaked land I run, where it won't be felt nor the eerie voice be heard, but through the distance it echoes.
Please be gone! Oh ghost from the north-east. Harboured by the leeches of the land. Devour the harbour-master suddenly and be gone forever. Be at rest so we all can find peace.
Copyright © Simon Ogabor | Year Posted 2018
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