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Discussion in 'Poetry' started by Geoff-Allen, Sep 17, 2021.

  1. Geoff-Allen

    Geoff-Allen Resident megalomaniac

    Sep 9, 2014
    Here's a little poem I wrote a while back -


    People told me that my life was too strange
    And there were many things I needed to change
    People told me that my life was so very weird
    And there were many things in this world to be feared

    My doctor told me that my life was far too bizarre
    He offered me some medicine which he placed in a jar
    He told me my mind had become distorted and flawed
    And that his advice was something not to be ignored

    He told me to stop dreaming and just behave like the others
    I told him the ants and the spiders were my brothers
    He smiled towards me as if I was quite insane
    I knew there was little point in trying to explain

    His advice though well meaning was based on an error
    I felt his mind was in the grip of some unspoken terror
    I listened closely to all his delusional views
    I thanked God Almighty I was not in his shoes

    His mind was stable, predictable and inert
    I wondered if his soul was beginning to hurt
    I felt much compassion for his sorry plight
    I wished I could grant him the gift of my sight

    I wandered home and I started to weep
    At all of the souls in this world half asleep
    Why are some of us just going through the motions?
    On this planet which is covered by seven great oceans

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