Illusion.
As my mind wanders through and through Deep into the endless abyss; I imagine a world of perfection, Living richly at supreme bliss! I'm singing, I'm swaying, I'm dancing. I'm smiling, I'm beaming, I'm laughing. Where every dream was at my hand, My Health and Happiness at their prime, Fame and fortune sang everyday; And the Planet too, played a lovely rhyme! Countries had finally embraced peace, Money and law were inexistent, War and terror took an unlimited break; Hunger was unfailingly distant. No evil, contempt and jealousy, Jails were empty and crime at null, We gathered merrily and ate aphrodisiacs; And made love at every cuddle. Living freely without effort, Dearth of any competition. Never ending time had turned timeless, Children needed no ambition. And I wondered at the enchantment; How could there be life sans any strife? My mind awoke suddenly, Realised it was all an illusion! Poem by Amogh Inamdar. Illusion lettering: Jack Stanbridge.