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I've been to Crazy, lost my mind

Returned from hell, almost blind

The path was winding, never straight

There was no sign upon the gate.

Liars and fools will guide you there

With promises of love and care

How can you tell who speaks the truth

When saints are sinners where's the proof?

With candy coated tongues they speak

They seek the vulnerable and meek

Webs are spun to catch their dinner

Yet every day they still grow thinner.

I've been to Crazy once before

So I've placed a sign upon that door

To help the next unwary soul

From ending in their dinner bowl.

It matters not if I mind,

Object, disagree, refuse, rebel.

If they say it, it is so,

Even when I don`t want to

The sheer futility of trying to please

All the other people

And do what others want

Ultimately led to my madness...........

Koan, you can't hold people back

If they're intent to walk that track

Crazy's there, you can't deny it

Who are you to say don't try it?

Sure, there's those who'll call you honey,

tell you anything for money,

they get fat while you grow thin,

that's a blessing, not a sin.

Post your signpost, plant your beacon,

you might help the ones who weaken.

Others need the chance to grow,

Playing safe is just too slow.

If you swim you might be eaten

Go to town, you'll end up beaten

Hiding out at home is lazy.

Risking life instead, that's Crazy.

That is so great! Two poetic responses.

john, your response was stunning, like you read my mind.

spot. not quite what I was getting at but a very good point nonetheless.

I forgot how much I love to write poetry.

:yh_rotfl :yh_worshp

Hey koan angels here

i loved your poem

it braught a tear



lol well thats all i could put together at mo great poems peeps

oh koan i know how this must feel. it is a lovely poem, thx 4 sharinG :-6