I'm losing my faith in Most Haunted.

It's a TV show

where a team undaunted

enter into locations purported

to host paranormal activity.

 

Considered with an adult, educated eye...

it gives me the willies.

 

But my cast-iron faith in psychics

began to rust

when Derek Acorah was busted

using made-up names for ghosts

about as real as

David Cameron's election boasts.

 

Amidst claims of

spooky sounds made by the crew,

poltergeist pushes faked by a few,

Derek exited the show,

unmasked like a villain from Scooby Doo.

 

"It would have worked too,

if it wasn't for those pesky parapsychologists!"

 

But even if they are charlatans,

I still hold out for proof

of an existence after this one.

 

Turn on the news or pick up a paper;

it's enough to crush any faith in human nature.

Politicians backpeddling on social advances

and bankers taking immoral chances.

Even the Pope,

the supposed representative of God on Earth,

covering up child-molestation?

Infallible pontiff,

like hell he is.

 

In light of such allegations,

I need to keep believing

in the integrity of Yvette Fielding.

 

I ask you,

if you can't trust someone

who was on Blue Peter,

who can you trust?

 

I must have some faith.

So, I will return to my boxset DVDs,

complete with push button

that makes a scream,

and let Most Haunted make a true-believer

out of me.