The Prodigy Poem by Johan Venter

Cold fingers touching the naked embodiment of truth
Hungry ears thirsting for the heart's knowledge
Searching truth in words always known in thought
Looking for the pathway to the soul once known by heart

A mind a maze leaves others amazed
A mind filled with knowledge yet torn apart
A mind in pain cowering behind distrustful eyes
A mind from sanity wanting to part

Depressing thoughts of depressing nature
His mind an engine burning up facts
Too tired to notice it is lacking emotion
It descends into a lovelorn future

An intellectual hero in the eyes of society
The only approach he gets superficial pride
The only problem hanging onto sobriety
An intellectual entity with nowhere to hide

A symbolic outcast welcomed by an awed fellow man
A triumphant vagabond roaming the unknown
A tyrannical dictator of his own emotional calamity
A satiric psychic depending on human predictability

Dust to dust -
One day he'll die alone.
Wisdom in a coffin -
A grinning skull and the whitest of bones