Sense and Sensibility
I trust I made myself obscure
Is that what they should say?
Have I confused you totally?
Can you tell night from day?
Does the sun rise in the east
Or is it slowly pulled
Around the sky? I ask you,
Or pour out light when filled?
Is this making sense to you?
Do you answer yes?
I guess that wasn’t good enough
Not confusing, I confess
Are the stars holes in the sky
From whence the light then shines
Or are they really angels
Who sing in chorus and in rhyme?
You know, of course,
That I exist,
And I know that you do not
Oh, you do, so you insist
But possibly, I say
That you only think you do
Or I exist because of you
Or maybe neither is what’s true
Who can know the way of things
That the truth belies
Know all facts do not make sense
So all of them deny
Could the end be here so soon?
Next Tuesday is my guess
I’ll get a good seat to watch the show
For I’ll settle for no less
Remember now, that you are me
As you read so shall you be
Would you like to have some tea?
Perhaps with honey, from a bee?
Sense is just a state of mind
A trick, illusion, that you form
When you learn of logic and of cause
But hear that truth no more
For now I tell you,
Hear and learn
That answers should
Not you concern
Trust not the words in ink or pen
Or voiced by those who “know”
See for yourself the world that is
And where now should you go
To be or not, a question?
Too true, to true it be
And why should superstition bring bad luck
Well, that’s for you to see
Are you lost upon this page?
Is your mind confused?
Does it feel a sense of loss?
Don’t worry, not much to loose
Beginnings, endings, all are one
So here are both, you see
I trust I make myself obscure
I have if you are me.
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