Note: These Rhymes are like “I Lost in I” a set of Mad rants.
Society & I can never be at Peace. It is a Circus and I’m a caged Beast.
Very few can actually manage to bear the brunt of my ire. And fewer can quell it by accepting my desire.
No more do these persons look approachable. More & More I feel they are Encroachable.
I want to tear down these societal laws. For they are so weak that they can’t repel the Claws of these tender Paws.
Ire spews out of my rustling jaws. Irritating are the noises of the society’s caws.
No, I cannot continue to applaud. By doing that I’m committing a fraud. I will shake my head wild if asked to Nod.
In the bubbles forming in a Swamp, You can see your ugly reality. In creating a society’s stamp you’ve lost your humanity.
Stagnant is the Water that quenches your thirst. Fragrant is the poison that drenches your Shirts. Malignant is the way you burst.
I create a fence not of wood. But I use the elements of what once stood. A great monument called humanity, fed by a neighborhood.
Preposterous are the actions of those seeking wisdom. Sadly they know not that the wise do not follow the common system.
Can you see what an abomination of purity I have become? Can you hear the sounds of corrosion from these drums?
With a Scythe I shall behead a Saber. From a height I shall degress a Hater.
Can’t manage this maddened torrent of flood anymore. It is like a message of peace brought in a cloak of gore.
Spare none of you, I will. Why should I forgive when you still desire to kill? I won’t eat this pill which will make me jump a hill.
Skinned & Butchered & Skewered & Roasted. On the death of My Bravery You Cowards have Toasted.
Saddening is the tale of my soul, lifeless & pale. Weakening is the resistance of my famed chain-mail.
My Ire grows like Weed amidst my healthy Mind. The Fire glows like Amethyst amidst my Darkened Find.
Stay away from me, alone let me be! Do not bring your axes to cut down this lonely tree!
I am a Whale jailed in an aquatic cage. The Ocean is where I fish, Swim and Care.
Unbind the knots of my ship, give me back my sails. Move aside, else I’ll rip, you, like you’re paper against rails.
Now Bear the brunt of a lost & maddened Soul. It isn’t a good idea to fish me from the depths & throw me in a shoal.
Stop me, you cannot, from finding myself again. This world is not where I can receive any gain.
I can shoot an arrow right through your gag encouraging mouth. Id better turn your head upside down & mess up your North & South.
I hope my seconds are numbered in this World. So that I can die and return to Planet Earth.
Why do I feel that you are liars clad in truth? When I try to be Me, you term me Uncouth!
The suffocation is such in my throat, that I’d better make a hole with a sword. To let the breath of the cosmos reach my soul.
I’m locked in a dungeon made of frozen Poison. Its not long before I melt it with fire to envision a fading Horizon.
Desperation is turning into this ire. Curation is unable to prevent this fire. I am a living satire & a pen which can never tire.
I cannot take in the beauty of anything you do. Its like my nose is clogged in front of a meat cooking stew.
I apologize for the misunderstanding caused, but I accuse you that you never paused, to look at my Soul which was already lost.
No more, no more can I take the ways of the corners four. Corners of this living Globe. Kindly let me shed this society’s robe.
Unbind me from these chains I’m enshackled in. Rewind me into the future I spent my past dreaming in.
As time waxes, and the law taxes, the society’s axes, cut through my perseverence, you have smudged my sanity’s lens.
Damned is my mind, damned is my heart, damned is your kind, damned is the garth, let me be a soul, let me feel whole when alone!
Why is it that I try but fail, to connect to the laws that you boast & hail, but arent able to attain through them the holy grail!
My telescope cannot see an island of hope. For these cities are jails for my soul. All I want is a Cave, Clothes & Dole.
Wondrous are the ways inside my head. If i fail to follow them, I wish I better be dead. I’d better be red than Green & ill fed.
If I stay close to all this, I might lose the taste of faith. In absolute purity I need to bathe.
If I weigh my heart & soul in a Balance, it will become a see saw unable to measure my disturbance.
The strings connecting me to you all are breaking one by one. I can be no moon, I can be no sun. If I dont make a run for freedom.
Only in solitude shall I find again – the peace of my heart & the food of my soul. Only in nature shall I be again a limp foal.
Cannot bear a social structure anymore. Over time I have realized I have drifted away from my core.
I can stand neither the good nor the bad. I can be neither happy or sad. Im neither normal nor mad. Im the one who you once had!
I’m tired of the ways in which humanity perceives, All I want is mountains and a bed made of leaves!
I blame not the madness of my mind, but the ways in which folk treated the stranger kind! Im so lost that Me you cannot find!
Who am I in this ravine? A pebble, a fish, a weed or a Dime? What I need is lime to wash away this sludge & slime!
To a normal mind I’d be the one in the land of the lost. But truth be told my corroding has come for a cost.
Some would accuse me to be Hell bound, some would assume i’ve been bitten by a Hound, but I’m simply quittin’ this merry go round!
No more Can I follow the common way & I would like to say that I haven’t treaded astray, just maddened by the longing of that day.
Chained & Detached I feel from the emotions of every Community. My patience has run out of bondage bearing immunity.
Know not I the reason why I feel, that everything in a society is unreal like a black starred movie reel.
The ways of people, of yours & mine, no more do they hold any charm in my eyes. Society’s shed its color to be a black & white Dice.
The more I try to adapt to a System, the more I find myself trapped in a poisoned Cistern. I try to escape but I’m unable to run.
Gone are the years when I could cherish Social norms. A dark Dawn has Smeared my Chessboard’s White pawns.
I feel more & more detached from humanity & all its social customs. Its like I’m pure deaf to the beats of a Billion War Drums.
~ Mr.Green the Conscript.
