'The Supreme Ghost' Poem by ChiMark Sunlight Ndubuisih

I'm the supreme
ghost,
The secrete entity
that went into a
flaming burner to
spring out
Like a water spring.


I'm still the bursted
bullet that re-shapes
to burst again in a smoking stream,
And unknown to My frennemies,
I holds a virtue
unseen.


I live on with the
living,
But bound with
secrecy,
Woe to My hunters
and their falling
weapons,
And woe to those
who believe on
illusions,
To catch Me at hand
It's a failed thought woe! ! ! .