Ode To A Genius Poem by Charlie F. Kane

They just didn’t
Understand you.
Your art wasn’t
Recognized by your
Peers. I wish
I could tell you
That it’d all be alright,
Just ignore them and
Keep it up.
But it’s too late now.

On the night that should
Have been yours,
They took it all away
From you. Booed
By your peers
And equals,
All because a rich guy
Didn’t like your movie.
I wish
I could tell you
That it’d all be alright,
Just ignore them and
Keep it up.
But it’s too late now.

You let it get to you.
You let their words
And thoughts get to you,
But most were only jealous
Of have you had done,
You shouldn’t have taken any
Of it too heart,
But taken it as a compliment,
You accomplished more
In one movie
Then many of them had in a lifetime.
I wish
I could tell you
That it’d all be alright,
Just ignore them and
Keep it up.
But it’s too late now.

I imagined that you sat
In a dark cinema
Watching it back,
Wondering were you went wrong,
How your movie was
So hated.
But it wasn’t you.
It was the others that
Made it so. You hold
You whiskey glass,
Dreaming of the refill.
Watching your movie,
Your rosebud.

© Charlie F. Kane

27/3/06