The ghosts came running….running away

Half a mile they crossed only to be led to their doom

 

Wandering spirits were they

lost in oblivion

Nothing more but a memory

and only to be forgotten

 

What many do not know, is that ghosts are afraid

Afraid to be lost, to be forgotten, to be shunned,

to be thrown to the fiery depths

 

Ghosts! Many are they

Many were they

 

Now they are but a haze

and nothing more