Ray Lucero

'Schizophrenia' - Poem by Ray Lucero

A few lost souls walk our city streets
Talking to beings no one else can see
Visiting realms beyond "The five senses"
These gifted few, are scorned for this ability

"Medicate" the ignorant doctors' say
"Bind n' gag these strange creatures"
"They're no good for society anyway"
"An aberration" bleat the preachers

In truth;
When the thin veils to other realities begin to fall
What's seen as "Madness" may be "Transformation"
Assuming activation of Spirit, "Drugs" do not forestall
One moves to higher consciousness and illumination

Judge not those you do not understand or accept
For varied is the path of A "Spiritual Adept"


Topic(s) of this poem: schizophrenic

Form: Sonnet

Comments about 'Schizophrenia' by Ray Lucero

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (1/17/2016 11:39:00 AM)

    Very thought provoking sharing done definitely. Amazing drafting shared with reality.10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 17, 2016

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