If colours were a thought
processed in your head,
How would you know
what sunlight is laying in your bed,
And how would a simple touch feel
would it set you free,
If people were a figment
What would we mean you and me,
If a day was but a second
and a year was but a blink,
How would you describe what you see in the mirror
tell me do you think,
Say all of us on earth were a sound wave
one that was always online,
I think all we are is a moment
cradled within the hands of time….