(The) computer chip.
What does it mean when colours unseen all come crashing down with never a sound they just hit the ground,
How would you feel if you realised it unreal all you see everyday as you go on your way,
And what would you say if you learnt today that all you see and you do was all just untrue that you couldn’t sun away from this dreamscape in play,
Would your world crash when it hit home your just a chip in the worlds computer you do your job eyes closed on your own….
An empty space.... 
I like that one…. Nem I am having so much trouble seeing your stuff can you make it a little bigger for the elderly please ;x
Thank you Nem that has inspired me to write yet another poem! its logged some where need to sit and compose let the words just flow! Also thank you for your comments good and bad recieved gratefully : ) x
I have read that several times Nem and each time it makes more sense… blessing to your and yours init….