The New Exorcism-Part 2 Poem by Prem Nizar Hameed

2

The moving leaves of the coconut trees still let out wails
On the roof of the closed beauty parlor above my house;
Since the ghost is a night walker, she can enter the closed parlor,
Ignoring curfews and all the prevailing guidelines of Covid-19

At mid night, the ghost arrived in her beautiful saree
Designed fully with printer's devil and witchcraft;
She went inside the parlor and collected a few bottles
As if they were already located by her earlier

I took the holy water bottle forthwith.
No sooner did I open it than came her rhymes:
"Sprinkle, sprinkle anxious man
As much as you want on me, man"

I was taken aback. She then pointed at my bottle
"Oh my goodness, was it a sanitizer! "

I then approached the tool kit of exorcist.
She was little bit worried and stopped singing.

"Look, you have already burgled the parlor
And it seems to have been possessed by you
Burgling is not your routine style of possession"

"If people are under lockdown, what else can I do!
I need a body to possess, so I chose these particular bodies,
Some of them are so weak, I need a weak body so badly", she beseeched

"Some of them are not weak as you think, they are empty,
Wherever the word body is printed, there is no BODY available
There will be no BODY at all on the BODY sprays which you took,
And the SPIRIT in it is entirely different from your nature, mam"

Since she was obstinate, my advice went unheeded;
I took the Stoker Device from the tool kit and switched on to
ENT mode so that the device can Exorcise and Nail to Tree
The Stoker Device made her levitate in the air,
A few minutes later, the device went off suddenly
And she remained in the air half way
Like the one who swings without trapeze


(To be continued)