Reflections

In the mirror a reflection...
The reflections is a dream...
The dream is an illusion...
Of Immortality...

Reality going nowhere...
Expectations set too high...
Returns a bitter taste of fate...
A wish to touch the sky...

Drums beat in tribal rythm...
In blood, runs through my hands...
Disappearing in an instant...
Draught of life for sand...

Hear the trumpets blaring...
A herald for your cause...
Follow now the rabbit...
A heart in his fur-lined paws...

Awake in fear from dreaming...
In hate, then learn the truth...
In anger, learn the difference...
In sorrow, learning moot...

No difference in just living...
No point in going on...
No value in understanding...
The call of a sirens song...

Listen to the drumbeats...
Of blood both lost and gained...
Follow now the rabbit...
If what you seek is fame...

Look into the mirror...
Tell me what you see...
Describe to me reflections...
Of Life and Death to be...