Nothing is but what is not / Poem by Pushmaotee Subrun

Poem by Pushmaotee Subrun
 
 
Nothing is but what is not
 
Nothing is but what is not
Things are not what they seem.
People can smile,
But often, much is hidden beneath it.
 
Nothing is but what is not.
Enemies can become chameleons and praise
But how much reality is there,
Leaves much to be believed.
 
Nothing is but what is not.
Somebody always against you, can surprise you
By telling you are now wonderful.
What is the motive behind it?
 
Nothing is but what is not.
Somebody who hardly ever gives a gift,
Suddenly comes up with one.
How much veneer is there?
 
Nothing is but what is not.
And nothing comes from nothing,
But in a way, something is better than nothing,
To appease the hunger for consideration.

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