A Message for MadmenA Poem by SoundOfThoughtA poet? A poet? A crazy man, that’s who’s a poet He writes down his dreams Until all of the seams Jump! Right out of his skull
I know it You know it We all know that he’s but a misfit Who opens his heart So his feelings impart Upon those that he hopes feel the same
For what purpose? What purpose? Why does he put on this circus? And act like a clown With a taciturn frown Drowning in an ocean of sentiment
Attention? For attention? Why, no, it’s to craft an invention One that ascends One that transcends The limits of time and space!
Eternity! Eternity! Yes, I can say it with certainty With the words from his pen He’ll outlive all the men Who jeer him and call him insane
You say I’m crazy?! Yes, I’m crazy! But my mind, it’s not the least hazy It’s clearer than clear As sharp as a spear And set on the path that I lead
A message! A message! For you I have fashioned a message May it reach you intact Your spirit may it attract And towards your senses I hope its aim’s true Passion! Your passion! Never be deprived of your passion! Though some may deride Simply on your wings glide And your river of thoughts? Let it flow!
Are you a poet? A poet? If so, then you might as well show it Your paper stage I will get Your ink-filled weapon I’ll put on set May you write? Why, of course, please do!
I’m a poet! You’re a poet! Now, make all the world know it! Your heart please transcribe Your madness I hope you imbibe Don’t let this message end with me and you © 2016 SoundOfThoughtAuthor's Note
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