Who Will We Haunt by H.E. Casson

“Who will we haunt when you’re all gone?”

At six AM, like breath on ear

A shadow cast by light of dawn

I answer back, “I am still here.”

The spectre leans in close to me

“Who will we haunt when you’re all gone?

Humanity’s catastrophe

Is like a flame to which you’re drawn

You rush to write your denouement

And join us in the never-was

Who will we haunt when you’re all gone?

Who’s left to offer faint applause?

The curtain falls, and what a show

We’ve so enjoyed your goings on

We wish that you’d considered, though—

Who will we haunt when you’re all gone?”