Sometimes,
The eye sees what it wants,
Sometimes, black seems white
And other times, white seems black
Eventually,
We are led to believe
That they are all one and the same
While blurring the colours within…

Sometimes,
The heart wants what it wants,
So goes the saying
But how will the heart
Know what it wants
If no one speaks to it
Such is the ponder,
That goes on in my heart…

Sometimes,
Truth lies beneath the surface,
Waiting to be discovered,
Waiting to be found,
One would wonder
What lies on the surface of truth,
That no one can answer,
Until truth is found…

(c) Chukwudi Isaac