GhostA Poem by John Dennis GillespieFor what is a man who holds no feelings? Whose acts of kindness are wrong and without motivation. Self-righteous spirits haunt. They are merely men and hardly living. Their tears bare no truth or have no value. Men do not need to cry to be alive, but need to possess the feeling of life. Rage, Love, Care, Desire, Hate, or Sadness; If he does not, he is dead, but breathing. For what is a man who holds no feelings? Ghost, only ghost, knocking on man’s door. Ghost, only ghost, crossing on man’s floor. Ghost, only ghost, feeding off man’s role. Ghost, only ghost, weeding off man’s soul. © 2013 John Dennis Gillespie |
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