Epigram

The trap has been set, You just cant wait, Soon so soon, It will meet its fate. Are you sure? Pity not those that pity you, For your pity is not true, But somewhere in the blue. If you speak what is spoken to you, Do you speak what is true? If you awake from your sleep, Are you dreaming you are awake? How do you know? Till you fall asleep again, To awaken from your dream. When you say a word, How many times, Has that word been said before? Or has it been spoken? When you think a thought, Do you ever think, What is naught? If it is naught, Why think at all? If you walk in water, Do you get wet? Do you want to bet? For what is wet, But a word? This is so absurd. My brain is fried, Have I lied? Within you, I Confide.