Not, Not Whats There
There’s much I’ve learned, or else been taught, in actuality are not
Control of actions and perceptions these I’ve mostly not
The paths of lights from worlds above seem straight, in truth are not
The speed of light is constant whether counters move or not
A pussycat in box is dead yet live, this can be not
To have one’s cake and eat it is a want that one cannot
They say there is a holy one but see we just cannot
Communicate with those who’ve passed they think but teally not
There is another sense I feel but know this I cannot
THIS DREAM THAT TIME HAS BIRTHED I must live but fathom not
Copyright © Randy Curry | Year Posted 2013
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