INSANITY
Blessed are the words
a wise man once said
that insanity
is a bliss
for it is
what is left
when a madman
is dead.
Accountable not
for his own faults
for he pays the price
before he even
begins to wrought.
For death he awaits
and
to Heaven he prays,
because he sees
so many things
even if there not
on this plain,
but who are we
to say if he
was wrong.
Since we are
only mortal man
and we can
never be God
or could
God be wrong.
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