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