Tom Mcmurray Poet Quatrain

He'Ll Never See Reality

There's nothing in the world we know 
To help us see eternity 
Or claim its everlasting glow 
As part of our reality. 

We're mixing magic potions still 
As if our primal mind is king. 
But magic potions will not fill 
Our need to answer everything. 

I don't believe in UFOS 
Or Yetis roaming through the hills, 
So why would I let myth impose 
False truth on me that slowly kills. 

Mankind believes in things unseen 
To ease the pain of his domain. 
His mind of reason getting lean 
As fear remains a mindless stain. 

If we can't see it, it ain't there, 
A rule of thumb from childhood one.
But when it comes to death's despair 
It's myth that wins the final run. 

If answers stay forever free 
Of man's inate ability 
To calm and solve this mystery -
He'll never see reality.

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