I found a ghostly lantern
Atop the ashes of a friend
Whos case was dull and cloudy
With a teather at one end

Enclosed, a glow with knowledge
 Secured in secrets of the past
Whos light was quite disturbing
 In spite of how bright it cast

It shines on all around me
Even the things I fret to see
A voice tells me to drop it
Yet, what truths might come to me?