Jan Oskar Hansen Poet Blank verse

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.

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Kathryn Collins March 19, 2012 at 9:03 AM Keep with your sheep and almond tree. Predators circle called wolves or coyote. love you, Kathy Jan Oskar Hansen March 19, 2012 at 9:28 AM I will, i will I wrote a poem about wolves the poem is called "lupus" i will send it in a few days