A part of the delusion.

It is a dance, so profound yet holds no hands

One dares you to freight at a glance

The other draws you to promising chance

You have to be keen not in a trans, No — Wide awake please!

Lest she draws you in to her clutch,

Swings you left and right in her haze

And in between there are no cracks

Unless you are strong enough to part

A part you shall fall

For only the wise and bold

Can spin her away to uncover all

And to them does great reward befall.



Mike Nzuki

I am a creative, scientist and a lover of the arts. I explore ideas and perspectives that promise change for the betterment of people, society and the world.