'bisa' - What If
what if,
Earth is actually hell
what if,
in the Sun is the coldest
place ever
what if,
each Day we wake-up
blank, with no memories
what if,
what Mirrors reflect is false
and unreal
what if,
Life is a dream
what if,
what the Future holds we
know but this we cannot
alter
what if,
the Winds are the hovering
dead
what if,
the Dead are only stacked
in their dreams and are
tirelessly searching their
way back
what if,
the Dead are rather alive
what if,
all Said is true
©Kofi Asokwa-Nkansah
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