The Daily Poem Poetry Collection

🥇 The Sun Will Rise

The Sun Will Rise
A Daily Winner for October 28th

“The sun will rise,” or so they say,
to mark the start of a new day.
Its warmth invites the flower’s bloom
and fills the air with sweet perfume.

We mark the passage of our life,
partitioned by the sun’s bright knife,
yet never question what we see,
accepting what our eyes decree.

I flip a switch – the light comes on
illuminating, like the dawn,
the area beneath its glow.
Could that be us? How would we know?

Oh sure, you claim we’ve seen the stars
and measured what we think is ours
but could it be just an illusion,
our senses fooled by our confusion?

Are we no more than just a speck,
a random card within a deck
of many possibilities,
deluded by our “expertise?”

I ponder this while I’m awake
and though it makes my poor head ache
I can’t help wonder is this real
or just a reflection of how I feel.

An entry for the October 28th round of "The Not-So-Daily Poem" 
Prompt: Come up with a conspiracy theory about something that everyone knows is true. For example, everyone's pretty certain that chairs exist. This is your chance to try convince us that that's not, actually, the case. Good luck!
Poetry Form: Quatrain  
Line Limit: 200
Line Count: 24