Ghost Light

Ghost Light The palace used oil lamps for centuries It came time to make a change Electricity installation and wiring began One thousand light bulbs were delivered One hundred fifty watts should light things up Each light was sealed within its box No way could they get out on their own The small boxes holding bulbs began to rise Broke open the crate that housed them Floated down the hallways of the castle by themselves Then began to light up on their own No electricity aided in this process As wire installation had only just begun The bulbs in all their mystery flew free From the boxes that restrained them Hovering along the corridors at night they roamed Lit up brilliantly expanding but only for a moment Before exploding, glass fragments, filaments flying Cascading in the air in one big storm and burst of life and light Before falling to the floor in one strange ghost like mist A green dim glow of mystery, mess and chaos The owners of the palace did not say a word Did not venture the smallest guess or inquiry Being dignified, regal and obviously, intelligent in front of friends The palace went back to using oil lamps In Saudi Arabia they say…. Oil is man’s best friend….. Oil is the best