The River of Ghosts

Mystic illusions,
Make their intrusions,
As the red water flows,
In the River of Ghosts.

Startled by the sound,
Angered spirits gather 'round.
Seeing what has caused,
Their peaceful movement to pause.

Scared out of their lives,
The interlopers run with fright.
But terrible fate strikes them dead
So they don't get much farther ahead.

Mystic illusions,
Have stopped their intrusions.
While the red water still flows,
In the River of Ghosts.