Poetry

Illusions

Letting go of long ago of an ego that had grown.
Its might had caused such chaotic confusion in the illusion,
not knowing what it was growing,
it pulled it pushed,
it tugged and brushed.
It fell to the dark side of life,
the light came too,  said how do you do. Shall we play this too, the good the bad the ugly, let’s get through.
See if this is true.
I’m the angel now the fallen one, the one that grows and flows to the sidelines of deceptions it drove.
Black and white did you have a fight, who one? who was done ?
Duality existence came to its senses, it poked and it took the data and said no not later.
The layers run deep like a tree in its peak, Deeper and deeper, they tangled, they dangled.
The strife of life,  took all the blind they couldn’t see what they be.
Illusions  upon illusions am I this that the other do I discover, whats deep inside, is it outside?
Reflections and mirrors, predestined mirage of the farce.
Stop wait, open the gate, is the door open too, can I squeeze through?
Have I got the key, to the kingdom of God, I wasn’t robbed.
Just hood winked to think, it wasn’t so, cause the others told me so. 

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