That Time Of Year

Inception

(Authors Note: I just saw the movie "Inception" in the theature, and it inspired me to write this poem.

This is mainly what the movie is about, but it is much more complicated.

If you havent seen the movie yet, I say go watch it after you read my poem. Enjoy!!! ^_^)

Have you ever tried to put an idea in someones mind?

But realize there is nothing there to find.

Have you ever questioned if reality is actually real?

And how would you prove it, by seeing or the feel?

Why in the world are there so many religions and beliefs?

Do we think up higher beings just to feel relief?

And why do we steal, when we can create?

Do we fear what are minds are capable to make?

What are we so afraid to face?

Are we afraid to find out we cant control our own fates?

What is it about us that is so unique?

Are we special or considered violent freaks?

And what makes the universe so big?

Maybe theres more,

And to find it we just have to dig.

What if we could bend time?

Would we destroy ourselves,

Or find the meaning of life?

What would you do if you had control?

Would you lose sight of what matters most?

What if you could go into anyones dream?

Would you dream up your own world,

And be their supreme?

Would you go insane?

If you couldnt leave from one place?

To get lost inside your own soul.

And lose what makes you whole.

This is what inception means.

And Im telling the truth,

When I say its more realistic than it seems.