we experience visions within dreams
nothing is what it seems
life is but a delusion
as we work our way to a conclusion

as we walk this lonely path
through life’s debris and aftermath
we rely on medicine and strange therapy
this would seem to be our destiny

our struggle in all is hopeless
our lives are so atrocious
we strive for recognition
but need regular visits, to a physician

aches and pains we endure
life just seems so obscure
why is it all not easy
do we have to endure, that which is sleazy?

beyond the lies and deceit
life can be quite neat
we just have to be resolute
in navigating our convoluted route

we will get there eventually
our dreams, growing exponentially
where will it all end?
I suppose that will depend

I expect it to be unreal
like the end of a satisfying meal
A triumph, not a humiliating defeat
the end, so delightfully sweet

Mike Maynard