Reality of every real is the very truth
But what if this life is just an illusion?
If so, unreal is all the real we see,
As among us truth is pillared by relativity;
Now what if sleeps the reality of you?
And that you dwell in another dream,
But in dreams years go by in seconds,
What if you pass the seconds in years?
If so, in an illusion is spent your life,
For you every illusory will be the truth,
Only the illusionist shall know the reality,
But what if the illusionist’s life is a dream?
Hear, every truth a lie, every lie a truth,
And the uncertainty of truth or lie remains,
As everything is something to someone somewhere,
Yet it’s nothing to many and everything to some;