When the Ghosts Come Haunting

Suppress! Suppress!

They fall back to the conscious.

Seated in the dark

Memories so stark-

Eerie screams

Chocking Smokes

Taunting chants-

Synonyms to madness! Inhumanity!

There they are, dancing before me.

“Run away son! RUN!”

“Run away sun! RUN!”

To the unknown they scatter.

Unlucky!

No salt pillars

Many turned back!

Carnage roads

Slaughter houses

Crematoriums

All for the living

By the living!

Synonyms…

They they are, dancing before me!

Too late to turn back

Too late to track.

I still lack.

Memories still stark…!

They keep dancing…!

…!