The Man In the Dark Saved Me

Last night, upon the stair in the house, I met a man who was not supposed to be there He looked at me from the corner of his eyes And the more I came closer to him The more he drifted away into the dark When I got to the top of the stair, I looked down He wasn't there. Early this morning when descending the stairs The man was there again waiting for me Slowly I descended the stairs This time he did not drift away and I dazed My dress became wet and my legs wobbling But when I looked ahead of me down the stairs, I couldn't see him there at all, he was gone But in a second, I saw him filmily at the door My heart sunk when I saw him walk through the door Then onto the street he went then turned to face me My heart leaped onto my tongue feverishly He was the true image of an ancestor whom we loved Seeing him was bittersweet and I fell flat on my face I woke up to a shocking news in the hospital Our office building caught fire and all workers perished Then I remembered the man in the dark saved me