too many ghosts

so many ghosts

that have crawled out from
their graves
what do they crave tonight


are they afraid of the light
that will come soon

please go back to sleep
i want to keep my thoughts
clear, but with you climbing
up the rear, will you let me

so many ghosts
howl and cry
most fowl, who has
done you wrong,
please stop, saying that
song, and go on
the past, is just that
you can chat
all you want, but it will
always remain, in 
the path, of old and gone.

so many ghosts
like to stir up
trouble,
but leave that rubble
alone it's better
on the road, you've
traveled, and not
you will travel
on tomorrow.

so many ghosts
leave me now
and blow in the wind
and crawl back
into your graves
do the brave things
and let us pass

susan