I Am A Schizo-What? (Poem) Poem by Dave Tanguay

Why have they come to take me away?
How have I misbehaved - to allow such dismay?

The doctor believes my mind is unstable-
To adjust to society, by my nature - I am - unable

Living by these rules - requires the skills of a thief.
I always believed money - was the root of all grief-

Our leaders send us away - to fight their battles-
To insure their positions, remain firm in the saddle-

We come home, - for the freedom, we believe we
Have earned
However, the meaning - of freedom I have yet to learn

Is freedom an alternative from living a life - with love?
For those who claim to be free, - I want to be no part of

And doctor you say - in this land I’m not fit-
I am for real! - are your credentials legit?

So before you diagnose me, - with an illness, I
Cannot pronounce-
Look in the mirror - and see! -Not a man - but a mouse

2/10/07





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