Shadows of ghosts

Poet says there are second hand lives
Around us , ghosts of first hand men
Who stalked shadows in the city place
And later become shadows of ghosts.
Their words are yet first hand sounds
A din about gods’ resplendent smiles
Thinking of who had lied about them
And died about them of excess words.

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