After the ‘ghost and the darkness’
My mind still reflects
My drum beats faster
My body guitar plays badly
I recall every scene

Alert as never
Moves at any sound to see
Oh no! That was a bicycle
Along the balcony

Imagination threatens to damage
But at same time thought to be Samson
To kill a lion if it comes now, yes!
No way out when it comes

But not with that comedy
That was just a mere cockroach
The broom could not even harm

No! This is not how to begin
Everything must go normal
Be at ease and at peace
Then, the wild bird's feast

Ifeyinwa Ezenyimulu

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