The Mind's Eye
To face my fate
I'm not concerned by the feast
Letting what's dead rest in peace
To witness the works of a masterpiece
To material I bear leash and collar
To possess th eye on the back of the dollar
At the moment I'm here to stay
Knowing all along the way I'd find my way
Reality is all perception
The mind's eye and the deception
Copyright © Eric Oakley | Year Posted 2016
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