Exorcist

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just different

I was not able to
Free anybody off their ghosts
Except mine.
The work claimed half of my life
For numerous ones
Possessed and haunted me
Which were passed on to me
From days and men of past.
Task was not an easy one
For most of them were
as ancient as civilization.
Ghosts of privileged
Language, colour, creed
Directions and gender.
They came back to me
Like rubber balls thrown at walls
‘Cause they lived in the human souls
Since the ancient wizards
Made it their abode for
Centuries to come.
When they finally left me
I found myself left alone
In a world of people possessed.
World, a haunted house,
Tortured me till it left in me
Life only to raise my
Stake and hammer to my deliverance.
And thus ended the life of an exorcist.