Ghost Poem by Louis Cecile
Ghost
When you are dismissed from at an early age
It feels like being put in a cage
No nourishment leads to rot
You dream as child a sleep in the cot
Spirit flies high spirit flies low
Wandering where to go
The whole of me left with no boast
Dismissed I remain a ghost
Ghosts speak a word of heresy for more ghosts to come along ages of innocence to win this silence.Hopes fly with hopes anonymous..well done
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4/24/2024 12:52:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A really great poem outstanding write. Well done Louis