I let Insanity catch its breath

and allow Madness

the opportunity to walk off

its enflamed stitch,

I let Lunacy brag and boast

whilst I tie its shoe laces together

and folly I allow to run ahead,

stopping occasionally to pick

at buttercups it finds

beautiful at the side of the road.

 

Wisdom is far beyond me,

and Understanding its equal,

whilst judgement has gone out the window

in a hurry to win the win the race,

Reason perhaps catchable if I start again

now but I have no cause or aim

to be as sane as reasonable sound debate;

I’m happy to run alongside

the Illogical and the Foolish,

the Crazy as Hell thoughts in my head,

for surely in the Absurd and the Silly

lays a truth that can only be seen

when you stop running and look

deep into in to its imperfect eyes

and smile.

 

Ian D. Hall 2016