i am a ghost and i have been banished

i am a ghost and i have been banished

i am a ghost and i have been banished by your faith

i have been banished by your faith and your doubt

by your reason and your mysticism

i am a ghost and i have been banished by your philosophers

and your priests

your science and your religion

i am a ghost and i have been exorcised and disproved

occam’s razor has cut me to the quick

bell book and candle have sent me hence

i am a ghost and i have been banished from your 

fears and your hopes and your home and your streets

i am a ghost and i can be banished by any and all

for ever and aye from anywhere everywhere

i am a ghost and i am still here

still right here

the cold twist in the heart of your summer

the twitch in the sleeper’s prone form

that cold twist in your heart

and i am a ghost

and all may attend my trial and stand in evidence

of my nonexistence and gladly will i fade away

as ghosts often do, by light of day

and i am a ghost and 

i am a ghost and i have been banished

am i a ghost and have i

and have i been 

banished