Pause by Charlie Sellings

February 16, 2016October 3, 2017 by Inkposts In Poetry 3 Comments

Do you believe in ghosts?

Neither do most people:

forced to close the door on their rationality,

to feel fear.

 

But what about the real ghosts?

The homeless,

the fortuneless,

the forgotten.

Tangled within the plot-holes of nature’s knot.

Wholly because nature’s not what they anticipated . . .

To fear feeling.

 

Society’s leftovers, right under our noses.

Whilst you get stressed over the best dressed,

Pause – for a second – and refute refusal.

 

Unlock your chest, stomach the unusual.

Hope and, open your heart.

Bite your tongue and choose to believe.

Not in ghosts, but in the ghosts.

 

Featured image: Homeless Bed by Paris Paul Prescott