Crazy - Poem by Marbet Daniel
To me madness is a solace
in times of sorrow and in solitude.
I beg for Gods grace,
your misunderstanding to substitute
when insanity infects my faculties
on me don't shift all the faults
when my utterance is with dis-ambiguities
understand the battle between me and nature.
As I tread long paths all alone
the sun shining at its fullest all along
the crazy me keeps me company
when I talk words close to no sense
more worse to a person of no nonsense
a pardon for this I ask please.
Despite this unique personality
am certain of my humanity,
I thank God for making me me
and for the understanding He bequest us.
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