What shadows are those
that tell murky tales
each day as they pass me by
Like a soul possessed
I await them still
while you fret and wonder why

A whole new world
in a never never land
one less traversed,'tis true
Yet I can't resist
like a shackled will
as those unheard voices accrue

Delusion, did you say ?
Maybe that and more
it's not for me to unravel
Such a life unfettered
without a fuss or frill
till the end let me tirelessly travel