Has The Rest Of The World Gone Crazy?
I feel very left out! It seems that everyone else in the world, has been abducted by aliens, or has seen a ghost, or has had an out of body experience. Nothing unusual, or unbelievable has ever happened to me. Why not? What is wrong with me? Am I the only sane person left in the world? Has the rest of the world gone mad?
Has The Rest
Of The World Gone Crazy?
By Amanda Jay Clark.
I want a
supernatural experience.
Something to give me a shocking fright.
Something that refuses to vacate my memory,
And leaves me too excited to sleep at night.
Why have I never seen a ghost, or a ghoulie?
A hobgoblin, an elf, or a gnome?
Why do the fairies, the pixies, or the leprechauns,
Never visit me at my home?
I want an out of body experience.
To float away free through the air.
Take a birds eye view of the world, looking down,
To see what’s going on everywhere.
Where is my fairy godmother?
When I call her, she doesn’t respond.
Why don’t I get three granted wishes,
With a wave from her magical wand?
I want to be abducted by aliens.
Have them take me to the mother ship.
Let them do their experiments on me,
And fit my brain with a computer chip.
I want to see their faces.
I want proof that they exist.
And if they do, what the hell is wrong with me?
Why aren’t I on their visiting list?
I’ve never been bitten by a werewolf,
A zombie, or a vampire.
I guess my flesh, my bones and my blood,
Aren’t to their taste, or desire.
Am I really that unappetising?
Am I really so short on flavour?
I must be, if not even a monster,
Wants to take a bite to savour.
I’ve never set eyes on a big-foot,
A genie, or a mermaid.
I’ve never seen any mythical being,
Despite searching through light, and shade.
Are demons real, or imagined?
I’ve no proof either way.
I’ve never felt the presence of angels,
Watching over me as I pray.
What about witches and wizards,
Concocting some magical brew?
I know there are people who think that they’re real,
But can their existence really be true?
The Bogeyman has never lived under my bed,
No gremlin ever perched on my shoulder.
Is there a chance I’ll meet my doppleganger,
Before both of us grow much older?
Yes, or no on Mother Nature?
I’ve never seen her in the flesh,
So, I’ll have to believe it’s the elements,
That brings rain to keep the world fresh.
I’ve never had a sense of deja-vu.
No repeats in history, or time.
I’ve never had a sense of anything.
I think that’s a shame, and a crime.
Why do other people see all of these things?
Do I just lack imagination?
Cos to have any one of these things confirmed,
Would fill me with such elation.
Where is my share of the mystery in life?
I’m searching, but it all seems so hazy.
Am I the only sane person left in the world?
Has the rest of the world gone crazy?
I want to believe, I need to believe,
That some of these things are real.
There must be something to all of these rumours,
For them to hold such eternal appeal.
But, they’re fake. All an invention.
Something to fill up the lives of the sad.
So, I’ll keep the truth, and my sanity,
And leave the lies of the world, to the mad!
Has The Rest Of The World Gone Crazy, is protected by copyright, and remains the property of the author, Amanda Jay Clark.
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