Crazyman: President

They see me a fool

Not knowing they are the foolish ones

They feel pity for me

When I dig-deep

Through my bins- in search of my food

Not knowing they are imprisoned

In disgusting economic-bins

Too strong for their ability to think beyond!

Sometimes they run away from me

Assuming violent acts against their ignorance

Not knowing that I avoid their mental contagious disease  

That has left them in swallowing poverty and tatteredness...

Look there runs the naked man- they point me

Look there they drag their feet

There they drag they drag their feet

Unashamed mad people

With naked development

Unfit to clothe a human-being  

Homo-Sapiens I secretly and point them

 Silently laughing inside my understanding!

It is impossible for them

To buy a drink of coke- with a bottle of it

They call it utter- madness!

It is impossible to exchange bread-ltter

With bread delivery for the whole month

Utter- madness they call it!

Or bread testing- voting for the best bread in their market

Hence, going home with loaves of your choice

Utter madness- they see it impossible.

How about bachelors given houses after their weddings

Insanity- they can even first you out!

A societal rule of not leaving pedestrians

Of your direction stranded on the road

The same way police have the right to stop any car

Pure insanity- they can laugh you out!

Special classes being changed

From students of less educational abilities

To a class of position one (1) students only

With a professor as their teacher

As a way of grooming those who can

Invent, discover, re-discover in the future!

Utter-madness they see it impossible!

Busy they busy teach organograms at university

Upgrading the law of memorizing and notes taking

Like vendors- university students are supposed

To be scattered in our societies, learning anything and everything

Destroying cached chickens to indogramical accomplishments...

So traditional their minds are numb

They cannot change anything

But only upgrade and re-grade a system they did not set...

There walks the mad-man...is what they see

So blind to see that their normality is very abnormal!

One day I will wear my intellectual beret

Sit on top of the tallest tree in the city

And pray for the redemption of these people

Who lives in madness engulfed with thunderous fear...

They fear to have sex

Lest you can catch a disease

They fear to trigger a conversation with each other

Lest the other can gun the other down

Due to the brains failing to re-capacitate

From a non-thinking zone

They fear to eat

Lest they can disturb the frightened metabolism

They fear to talk

Lest they can publish their ignorance

And face the system and its systematic consequences

They fear to sleep

Lest the ground can just open and swallow them up

They fear to think

Lest they can start to think

And they call it (madness)

All this is normal to their development...

All they see are my amazing feet cracks

As if they are moving...

Yes so numb in their own poverty

Each person satisfied and content

With their own poverty type!

Who has fought societal poverty and defeated it?

No- one... the brains are quick to answer!

Who has never seen a crazyman in the streets?

No- one... the brains are quick to answer!

Who will redeem us from ourselves?

No- one the brains are again quick to answer!

Vote for full teaching of indograms

The best freedom of an individual...

Than sociograms..

Puzzling of the systematic

And arrangement of the populace...

All these I write in my mental constitutions,

There...the crazyman talks to himself

There... the crazyman talks to himself

They talk of me all the time...

As if I talk to them all the time...

They talk of me all the time

As if they think that I think they are normal

But...all of them they do not guts to ask me if I am normal!

Madness...knows madness and normalness knows normalness....

Lol.

   END

Friday  11 September  2015

Written By: VaChikepe: The Poet ©