Illusions
by Mark R Slaughter
Speak to me –
Speak thro’ drifting clouds
And sing to me –
Sing as if the sun would throw a flare
To give to harmony
Then call to me –
Call across the drowsy valleys –
Spread the word you care!
Now come to me –
Abandon now
My inner dreams
That lay illusions bare.
Then pray for me –
Pray that I recover
From reality:
But no! I ask, how could you,
For you were never there.
Copyright ©: Mark R Slaughter
End of the poem
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