The sad cannot cry
The weepy cannot weep
The sleeper cannot sleep
The talker cannot talk
The tickled cannot laugh
In the land of the feisty ghost
They’ve all heard of it
How humans were slaughtered without sharp objects,
How lions were silenced and made stuck
How children saw many heads on one head
How many have heard unheard sounds
But none can say I saw
In the land of the feisty ghost
So they sit still when sad
They close their eyes to bar tears
They keep their eyes open when sleepy
They hold their mouths to keep the words seated
They refuse to do anything as the winds of fear blow
In the land of the feisty ghost.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.
(Picture taken from the Ashworth College. site)

2 replies on “IN THE LAND OF THE GHOST”
Thank you VillageThinker.
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In the land of the ghost indeed.
How would this be like?
I wish not to but just a second flash would hold it well for my pause.
Deep and touching!
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