When Will You Be Mad? Poem by Ifeoluwa Philips

When will you be mad
Leaving aside your mind of lad
Letting go of competition
And be in charged of creation
When will you be mad?
When would you stop to expect
And let the expectations really hope to expect
From your mind a thin hope trade
Stiffing your wishes in hopeless trade
Please, when will you be mad?
Though he was mad in giving us light
Maybe our mind would be in dark light
He was mad to make the world connected
Yet on a platform of madness related
Benjamin Franklin Achieved his mind madness. So, When will you be mad?
She stopped the killings of twins
Yes, at first seems a trend of mad wins
In jot if time, she achieved her plans in mind
And the world could record her in her own dearest mind
Mary Mitchell Slessor was mad, so, When will you be mad?
They thought if soulless flying bird
Moving faster and farther than a strongest bird
They at first thought it is mad
And even at first all ran frombwhat seems the call of mad
The Wright are mad, so, When will you be mad?
They came with modern oracle
Knowing all than the knowledge of obstacle
The oracle knows all
Even though not equal to Him "All in all"
Oh Google is mad, so, when will you be mad?
The cloud seems solid
Yet, they could drive through the eyelid
With their eye they saw another earth
Though at first seems mad to hearts
The Astronaut are mad, so, when will you be mad?
Madness is when you create
What impossible mind can't to create
When will think you of being mad,
Leaving aside a mind food of lad
When will you be mad?