I believe in ghosts and phantoms.
I know everything about them.
I know they live everywhere.
Listen carefully to my tale.
I know I can hear their voices
In complete and noisy nonsense.
I know that they wish to speak.
Now your interest is at peak.
I have built machine so great
That it could predict my fate.
Just one question I have asked.
I wanted just to know my task.
I got no answer and no clue,
Became pathetic, sad and blue.
I know what`s right and what is not
That`s why I believe in god.
You might say it makes no sense,
But nonsense is my quintessence.
And quintessence of my religion,
Just like all not science fiction.