Slain Ghosts Poem by Rajesh Gurung

“I am not a god”, says my friend
“I can’t please everybody”
I understand
she’s not herself lately

As I lie down
gauging the things I have said
promising I will right the wrong
I wonder what inside me is dead

What demons lurked
inside I never knew
till I looked hard
and saw ugly selves I never slew

“Don’t talk of things
you don’t know”, I am told
I have tried flying without wings
i have fallen, I am growing old

Slain ghosts crowd the battle field
each day is a small victory
the slayer vows to wield
his sword till the end valiantly