You think you know reality
But that’s not true at all
What might be true, or not be true
Just shadows on the wall
What you believe is what you see
You throw away the rest
But consider what you throw away
I think that might be best.
We journey down our different paths
We learn from what we see
What’s right for you, or right for him
Might not be right for me.
Reality is a point of view
That and nothing more
Gravity decides between
The ceiling and the floor
So put yourself in the other’s shoes
And try to understand
It might avoid an argument
And wouldn't that be grand.
I like the rhythm of the poem but did not like the last stanza. I thought it did not go with the seriousness of the rest of the poem. Also, I did not understand why sometimes god and God were being used interchangeably.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I actually like the last stanza of this piece. Brings just the right touch of humor.