MadHouse for the Sane

MadHouse for the Sane

A Poem by Samuel Riley

We live in a mad house Full with the insane,

Short of mind Nothing short of sanity around here 

Twisted around this mad house with tattered thorns

There is a tare in the world, In the mad house? 

Bleeding in the madness, Bleeding out the sanity 

Watching the void cover up the emptiness

Left behind Nothing but the sort of mind 

Ashes of it's wake 

Afterlife different versions

 it's all coming back now 

Little rabbits running through, A little late

 Turn the gears around, Turn the table upside down 

!AET GINK***F EMOS EM RUOP

Royal flush, Queen's men reaping the sane 

Nothing but the sort of mind here 

Paint the roses red! 

We all are a little mad here 

Full with disambiguation

© 2015 Samuel Riley


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Added on June 30, 2015
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