Real As It Is

Real As It Is

A Poem by Ivan A. Bosco

Time come and done,
the place, the time, the space, 
no coincidence, 
just what he saw is what there was,
reality, raw naked reality,
is this not better than a scented lie? 

A pragmatic world for pragmatic men, 
vomit, news, tragedies, this is a every day sight to any,
where can one shelter form reality? 
I believed they call it madness

To be fair with one life sometimes comes as fun,
pure, innocent fun, 
everyone deserves a little fun, 
even the damned 

© 2015 Ivan A. Bosco


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A philosophical look at some form of life
A reality

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Ivan A. Bosco
Ivan A. Bosco

Cuernavaca , Central Mexico, Mexico



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