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Abandoned in Dorm Sixty Two Beauty is a pleasing thing to the eye For a lovely women men kill and die Charm is a warmth eternal for all days Conquering hearts as they lift subdued praise But those things are a wave on the ocean Life’s greatest treasure is plain devotion As I sit in dorm number sixty two Insane thoughts tornado right unto you Not a lover, nor brother, nor friend I am just something you liked to pretend An uncomfortable being ignored Seen with scorn, in contempt I am deplored Not a visit, a call, nor a note “I am the least of these” to give a quote Abandoned ship when it hit disaster Seeing a leper you ran the faster Oh if you but knew our dear sweet Master For Love is something worthy to die for To give everything and then give some more I needed just a hand to hold in hell I believe you understand it now well Fly away, to another discover I desire you not as friend or lover I am the summation of all holy For even the greatest begun lowly But do not pout nor have a frown on face There’s always grace Murmurings of a Mad Man come hear it God is a lunatic and a Spirit In the book three historical figures represent my id, ego and superego. These are Woody Guthrie, Joe Hill and Crazy Horse. Of course as the poem shows I reflect upon the abandonment of many who I thought cared for me. There is nothing like a tragedy to see who is really with you. Still overall“Murmurings of a Mad Man” is a book full of hope and promise for the future. |
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