Life As An Optical Llusion
I'm a piece of art
That can be hung up
on the wall
But please don't
move me
For I shall fall
Become abstract
pieces of a
different cause
Waiting..
Begging..
To be put back
together like a
puzzle with endless
possibilities
To a startles finish
I am to be one day
put in a museum
With all of life's
other amusing
entities
Being of another
time will ponder
thoughtfully
With bounds of
curiosity
Questions that lead
into stories
Stories that lead
into more
unanswerable
questions
Forever stuck in a
frame
To play the unwanted
game of powers
For sheep's to
follow
Wearing black veils
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