Illusion of Life

 

I write with the knowledge no one will see.

 

Left only with a dream of how it should be.

 

 To know what is beyond,

 

Is to sing with no song.

 

Thinking of who is thinking the thought I think I thought.

 

I know nothing of what I am but I know what I am not.

 

Look how far we have traveled from the divine.

 

Take my hand love, we have all the time.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

You know nothing. Accept that be humbled and give your love to others in the name of god.

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