Blue Reflections

What if life was just a matter of how it feels,
And we turned around it like a wheel.
This ain‘t no passage or issue into a better world,
Just do what you can while you‘re here.

And if sleep really conveyed,
A sort of transcendance.
And our dreams, what are dreams ?
Brought an image from the underworld.

You know that while I write that,
Such an odd theme, and “ odd ” life might seem!
Illusions all around the universe,
Nothing but illusions all over the world.

What if kindness‘s one and only purpose,
Was to be abused of over and over again.
And the so-called love was set in shade,
To eat up our fellows in means of hate.

And if dreams turned out to be nightmares.
All hope is gone, that‘s gone!
And our minds just turned into machines,
This world is sick and madness is all around.

What if a life meant to be joyful on one side,
Turned the other individual sad and monotone.
There‘s always some darkness within the best,
An error to find, a mistake to make.

And if sleep really conveyed,
A sort of insight from outside.
Well, you just ought to live your life
As you wish and as you may.

It‘s been written before and
Most of you know it.
In spite of troubles and everything,
We‘ve got to carry on.

July, 22. 1999

© 1999 Matt Oehler