WINDOW MAN

He is a nocturnal Zombie,
A neo-noir horrible night crawler
Acting horror in our minds.
You will find him on hostel windows and doors
With sharp canines drenched with blood;

They say he died many years ago
And was buried underneath our school hostel
Which according to hearsay was a cemetery.
Some say he was the school's first compound master
That was killed by a student so he comes to haunt students.

Once Tobi said she saw him in a kaftan like a saffron robe
With dreadlocks and horrible face stirring at her from the dark
Crying blood and calling her to come help him.
One night I even heard him following me from the toilet.
I felt his presence and all of my body trembled
Like an electric cable was plugged on my head
And the shock riled down my spine and down every part of my body.
And when I turned back it seemed like he was there
And then like he was not there
Then my head became heavy and turgid
Like I was falling down helplessly from heaven
And when I turned around again I saw him a giant mist of darkness
Drenched in blood with sharp canines
Reaching out to catch me so I ran the fastest I could..

Window Man,
He is that monster in every High School hostels
Sent from the underworld to torment.
He was that horrible character that was and was not
That acuity and perception that proved to us we were young
That timidity and fear that is inherent in innocence.

And now when we sit and reminiscence the folly of childhood,
We laugh ourselves to scorn;
But the truth is we've lost everything
We've lost our true being
Robbed by age and corrupt by experience.
We believed everything because we were holy.