Spirit Of The House

House of old

Mere bricks and mortar

Keep's you out of the cold

And shelter from rainwater

It sees all that has been

Hears all that is said

Will see all there is to be seen

Will listen to all that will be read

After a while

The house becomes life

The tame turns wild

And turns the stabbed knife

It harvests the bad

And hosts an evil spirit

Can make you go mad

And all those who live in it

But all is not lost

For it can be made good

Fight at all cost

House in Misunderstood

Overcome all that it gives

Just like lice to delouse

And in time it forgives

For this is the spirit of the house.