Treasure Island

RIC S. BASTASA


What To You Is Reality?


some people find happiness on closed doors
tall gates, so many locks, and
hard to get access,

the glass doors and walls
amaze them
no end, and they listen to the clink
of their wine glasses
drunk with their own definitions of
success

from here where i sit i see them all
on this crystal ball
each creature an ant
each world an empire
when i decide to break this ball
and shatter it against my own wall

just that
their worlds are gone

if you ask me how is this possible
i will give you a wink and show you how beautiful is it
to close both eyes
and then
be there, just that, just that

their world is yours
your eyes control them
reality is relative
it is you that close
and it is you that open it again....

Submitted: Monday, March 10, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 11, 2014

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