David Burt - An Anatomy of Hallucination

Poem


	A Second Thought
	There is a Heaven and a Hell within us And this life is a magnificant dream, Believe not all that is promised Take you share of the curds with the cream. We need to separate truth from temporal inflection Have our experience of life, here and now, For the truth is my friend That this life will soon end And there's nothing to follow, I vow.
	Old time religion is over Our life models should change with the times, For two thousand years We've been saying our prayers And believing in nursery rhymes.
	In the year 5000 B.C. There were sects and religions galore, There were legends and tales The Gods used lillys for sails And the people believed them what's more.
	Take Mohammed, Buddha or Moses, Each one of them showed us the way They each made a start Though they were eons apart Tell me, who will show us today? Those prophets of old Were considered quite bold Yet their teachings were exactly the same. They told us of Three Our creators you see, Slightly different? But what's in a name?
	Time distorts this age old story, Adds trappings where there should be none Such as this tale About which I rail In my leisure time spent by just one.
	Second Thoughts (Audio)