You say I'm mad but madness knows not itself
So allow me to declare my madness!
I see a face where you see a pile of rocks
I delight at simplicity, you show but normality.
They say I'm mad but madness does not recognize this crowded headspace
For what he said and she said are we said
And all of a sudden it's madness to listen to a crowd within or without.
I say I'm mad and as I said:
Madness knows not itself and therefore:
I am sane.
"Cup of tea, dear Alice?"
I'm just a man and not a ratter
as if cats were females and dogs thereafter
But see here, I enjoy my madness in this matter
Being composed for the public while mad as a hatter:
We all could use a break from galantry
To ease the tension in our life retreat
I think this passion in the carnal savagery
Is what the world needs more of when they choose to be:
A beast of burden
A beast of rage
a beast who just should fuck the plague
Of living in a stressed out mind
The world's a kingdom here to find
But what do I know I'm quite mad in this palace
So I say to you, "cup of tea, dear Alice?"
Darkness in the heart: disillusioned
Dope deals to great steals with no collusion
Do it on my own and i'm so far from home
Deliverance and proverbs, God throw me a bone.
I sit in silence and pretend I'm alone
But everyone's around me, try to astound me
Inevitably I will win and be a savior
I just want it all now and never later
Vi-vicious-violence creeps in my dreams
I sleep the softest amidst the screams
And I find my inner peace just when the bomb drops
I pray for apocalyptic Socratic all-stops
Because the world will be hospitable when I'm formidable
It's altogether palatable when it is maleable
When Earth is quiet, after the riots
Apocalypse come on and try it
There's an illusion of no intrusion
But when the people rise we'll see explosions
Too many faces are going to see man go implosion
Just you wait and see them rise in planet Earth's corrosion
It's indefensible, if not reprehensible but I do believe it still
There will be evil filled and all the people killed ending in land fills
Just you all wait and see, it may be the death of me
But like I said I will see Apocalypse in decency and I'll end peacefully.
This has been all DP, hope you enjoyed my stream of consciousness spoken word poetry.
Sometimes I feel so horribly alone.
I look at people around me
and I see a lot of the same
And I'm standing in the rain.
Each weight and burden hitting my shoulders
From a cloud of age driving me towards heaven
I pray for the arms of an angel and yet
Regret, disillusionment, toil with no reward
Dreams and dashed hopes
While hoping victory's just ahead
Working so hard for a goal that no one believes
A win, give me a win. That's all I need-
And yet this empty room greets me
While my happiness: I bleed.
