Life is an illusion – life is unreal,
A bleary image of something undefined.
Life is a dream, a cloudy mirage
Of what we wish to make of it.
Life is a picture envisioned,
A perfect blend of colours
That can´t go wrong.
Life is an unrealistic journey, its end
No one can tell;
Life is a tall tale, forged
Like knotted flax fibre.
Life is a board game, and we,
Its stereotypical figures
With no choice but to move uncertain,
Our only manual, the guide of hope.
Life is a game without a cheat,
With an end, to win or lose.