Ghost In the Living Room

Ghost in the living Room This night, my abode is filled with absolute silence And from the living room, the sound of loud banging on the floor I am living in a neighborhood of crime and violence So at about two am, I get out of bed; the robber and the poor Transported, I stand in the doorway, astonishment on my face Entire room, there is brilliant light as bright as day In this vision, everything seem out of place This paranormal event, leaves me astounded, nothing to say Standing sideways in front of the fish tank, is a young man And I wonder what brings him here With outstretched hand and a bronze sun tan Maybe he is from a far distance to bring me fear or cheer About twenty-two years old; I stare at him intently still Thin, light sideburns, mustache and curly black hair Is this spirit trying to break my will? He is dressed ; he is about to go to work somewhere I look at him; he never turns to look at me He is full of confidence and so secure Is he an angel from a star? I never once think to set him free Am I the one who has caused him to make this tour? Without any fear or trembling in my soul I just look at him and turn away This apparition does not terrify nor make me cold Being not afraid, I slowly move back to sleep where I stay William Morrissey 3/04/07