Nothing

What’s the point of history
It’s all been done before
Reporters dictate their story
Continue to create the lure

Nothing we say is reality
Nothing we hear is finality
Nothing we touch is totality
It’s all an illusion no one compares
It’s all an illusion no one shares

So many hold onto the past
Cling to what they have been told
Never to answer questions asked
Destined to become part of the mold  

Nothing we say is reality
Nothing we hear is finality
Nothing we touch is totality
It’s all an illusion no one compares
It’s all an illusion no one shares  

It’s never really true
Those lies before our eyes
Twisting everything askew
Masking truth into a disguise  

Nothing we say is reality
Nothing we hear is finality
Nothing we touch is totality
It’s all an illusion no one compares
It’s all an illusion no one shares

When all is revealed
Disappointment sets in
We’ve held so high our shield
And mourn what we had been