Persistence of Vision

Optic zones

Rods and cones

Frozen tones

Light up the big screen

Project the living

Focus the image now

Hollywood jet set

Strung like a marionette

Draw back the curtains now

Actors bigger than life

Captured in splinters of time

Merging as one in my mind

It's a moving mirage

Scattered in color montage

Caught in the mental barrage

If I lived a hundred years

Should I then approach the mirror

If I viewed a thousands dreams

Could I still evade the theme

If I lived a million lives 

Would the truth escape my eyes

Limos screech

Policemen clash

A blinding light of photo flash releases

Come to the Grand Premier

Neons racing weird

Distorted through my tears

The images appear

Search lights lacerate the night 

Bleeding the tension

All around us the drama of life

Passes without a thought

Can we relive our lives 

Through these inventions

No

Persistence of vision takes me

Carries me through doors 

And opens everything

Keys and clocks

Through eyes 

I watch it

Empathy

Will lead me