Theme: The illusion of reality – set by side view.
What, then, is reality?
Reality is what you see?
Or, translated into word,
It becomes what you have heard?
No! When you have grown more wise
You will not believe your eyes,
And in ears, too, learn you must,
That you cannot place your trust.
Magic tricks are all around;
Lying speeches, too, abound;
What about the sense of smell?
No, you can’t trust that, as well.
Possum’s decomposing stink
Does not mean he’s dead, I think,
For it is a possum’s way
To ‘die’ to live another day!
In what’s real, the only fit
Is what you have made of it,
So, if it is real to you
That will simply have to do.
But it doesn’t mean to say
It is real in every way …
Thus, the only thing that’s real
Is illusion, don’t you feel?
(I can’t embed YouTube on WordPress, so if you want the one I put with this rhyme you’ll find it on my Blogger post, HERE – The Platters, with The Great Pretender.)
© October 2012 Colonialist (WordPress)