Parmanand Mahabir

(Brooklyn, New York)


When I look across the ocean and I see the sky aglow,
I am convinced heaven is on other row;
But deception of my senses let me have another dream;
Things are not the same as appearances make them seem.

I see the sky is blue but is that really true,
And I see the stars twinkling as if they are watching you;
Makes me think of me my sanity is unsound,
Or my vision failed to recognize what my questioning mind has found.

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