'THE GHOST IN BED' BY AUTHOR KELLY JUUZ.

The rock is so soft to crack.

The river is a big tower to pull...

My worries are growing roots,

heaven could bear me witness,

this town is full of foes and flaws'

our confidantes are enemies...

Dreams are being compromised,

hearts aren't kind to each other,

The fun is -death is a lovely hug...

People killing people, -a fair deal'

moments of groove could be bloody,

all heads are carefully trading...

No one knows who's next to die !

I could say the truth for the whole day,

after it what next, -they'd come for me'

The night is daylight to them, -the Egyptians

Alot of them I know, but few I fear !

Behold, i have become the ghost...

Living like a woodpecker in a wood,

I come out like a breeze unseen,

yet, many of them feel my presence

but to harm me, they strategize...

I'm a hard nut to crack down,

the devil inside of me is merciful,

though gruesome to some of them,

I could not skip town, -my life is here !

I fight like the wounded dragon.

Yes, I'm immortal, to devil incarnates,

I expose them in pages, all times,

I hold onto my bed, wishing peace...

I could only grow stronger hiding,

to surface one day and free the town !

I pray my bed don't get wet, - I pray !

If so be, the town shall become bloody,

it shall be like an abattoir arena...

For I'm the ghost in bed, -deadly calm,

let the sun speak of my wrath,

let the moon sing of my kindness,

let the stars tell my tales untold.

By then, the Judas would flee !

And his cohorts wouldn't come close,

for the deadly ghost is flaming,

I demand peace, that's all I desire,

and so shall it come, by fight !

or by the way of the hungry gods.

AUTHOT KELLY JUUZ.

SPATHOR

06/04/2021

08:57PM.

The great bard laments over the evils of the world and humanity but he says he will conquer these challenges even with his calmness, this brings the title, GHOST IN BED.