Scatterbrain
A Poem
Hey, you! Beware the Scatterbrain
Who lies; claims he got amplified pain
All the worlds a clock,
And it ticks out of pace
Never will one man
Shift it back into place
Scatterbrain says, “Oh no, don’t-cha see?
This clock can only be read by me”
Claiming false idols,
Calves of gold,
While societies on Sinai,
Rules being told.
Scatterbrain only thinks he goes
against the crowd. He’s just trying to burn it,
his own mind–a shroud
“I can read the tides
And they flow out of pace,
Why does the sea not listen
To my more accurate pace?”
Scatterbrain knows
Only his own rules,
Which are fleeting fragments
Defined by the tide pools.
“Why act me as the shark
In a school of fish?”
Scatterbrain bluntly will not choose
or wish to see
His chauvinistic views on other’s dreams
Scatterbrain ain't the same, he don’t
Want to be, too. Scatterbrain flies his planes
Of thought, intruding other's rooms.
Too far off to enter, and much less change.
Scatterbrain builds dams of straw
To block the droplets of rain.
Hey, you! Beware the Scatterbrain
And his choo-chugging train
Who lies; claims he got amplified pain
Until his demise; opinions untame
