The Other World

For time past has there been a tale
of a world you cannot see,

the hairs on your neck
would stand up erect,
for the things that simply cannot be.

Truth be told in this tale of old
your shudders will not wait,

best not scream
it might be a dream,
one mustn't challenge fate.

Whenever you're feeling something weird
don't breathe life into the fear balloon,

your engagement ends
with a few stray friends,
one's bound to react  too soon.

Scurry not to a comfort corner
burrow not yourself away,

one should worry instead
of everything that one's said,
paranoia could be your only betray.

Both worlds spin on together
it's best to let them both be,

with all we have to give
we must live and let live,
one can't deal with what one can't see.