Dead…

The moonlit night is here

The dark energies are whispering

In my house

Their susurration is mysterious and frightening

I once heard someone saying

\’In the night, the dead talks\’

I looked around to find someone

I followed the voices

I shouted, \’Is anybody around?\’

I could still hear the voices

I opened the front door

A woman stood there holding a stick

\’Who is there?\’, she asked.

I ran away and she entered the house

She didn\’t see me

Apparently, I was the one who died

She was scared of me and death

I was foolish I was scared of life.