the world welcomes
us in seven colours
stored in one
lighting our eyes
to its thousand illusions
the human brain
stores games
its owner grope to play
the mirror changes
my right to left
and left to right
summon the dead
and more souls
carried a sun
circling round earth
they believed beaten
flat for our feet
the universe bounced
into existence in a second
launching us in a sea
measured in milleniums
john tiong chunghoo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-world-of-illusions/
