The nightmare is not the illness,
with the night sweats and vertigo
every time you try to lift your head.
The nightmare is not the circumstance,
with the yelling and merciless abuse,
even though you try to lightly tread.
The dream is not the substitute,
the thing that relieves the pain
but becomes an addiction that binds.
The dream is not the world,
and the acquisition of everything in it.
Riches bring ills of many kinds.
Reality is not what you perceive,
the things you see and hear and touch,
for gone, these will all one day be.
Reality is beyond this veil,
and one day we shall all stand bare
to give account to God Almighty.