Crazy to live
in the current trends
crazy to watch other people’s lives end
mad to be free
and crazy to be attached
equally crazy to be balanced and matched
in an unbalanced world
crazy to be a boy or a girl
suffering born out of histories obsession
the Great Depression
the carnival of chaos procession.
We have to live in the present moment
or dissolve in the sea of past like salt
Or awake in the future with a jolt
we revolve around a star pushing out radiation
on our rock, our earth with no indication
of why we are hear
Madness gives birth to our meaning
catch and are caught in our mind’s eye
Careful we drawn in by pretty lies
in life’s illustration.
Life is a microcosm of mad sensations.