The Genius MadmanA Poem by John StussyThe Joker's character got me thinking. I honestly think he was a genius, a hero of sorts, before he became a villain. The finding of certain secrets can corrupt a person, even drive them completely mad...
Tired and exhausted My body demands rest. Aching muscles throb And my heart pounds in my chest Sleepless dreams come plaguing me, When all I want is dreamless sleep. Alternate realities Play out in my mentality. Can barely move And my strength is gone So why the hell Will sleep not come? It must be because… My thoughts ZIP ZING BOING All around inside my head. I contemplate insanity, The depths of man’s mentality, The lengths of our humanity Before we reach animosity. We could kill, Each normal person Has the ability To end a life. But here we stand Under our rules Trying to protect Ourselves from us. What if someone broke the rules, What if someone didn’t care? What if a genius lost his mind And did what no philosopher would dare? He could manipulate our minds, Use his experiments to toy with us. His pastime, his passion is bleak, Twisted in its total chaos. But this man did what he did Knowing he’d be hated. The genius, not the madman, Should he not be commended? He had the courage to take the chance, To test his theories of man’s advance. Can we blame him for his fall, When he saw right through The falseness of it all? © 2008 John StussyAuthor's Note
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Added on July 26, 2008AuthorJohn StussyAZAboutCook, writer, reader, musician. I don't bte, unless asked to or bitten first. My site's link is to some recordings of my poetry, and I might add some recordings of me playing my sax onto there too... more..Writing
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