Striving for sanity

Wandering Soul
Poets Unlimited
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1 min readOct 14, 2017

Why can’t the mind be free
Why can’t I just think of me
Why be wise when there is no prize
Life is a drag even though I brag
There seems to be a lot of lag
I’m tired of being a punching bag!

Might of the pain, Bane of the sane
Loss or gain, it’s all in vain!

This world of vanity
I scorn at humanity
From cradle till eternity
Stuck amidst innate inanity
Leading a life of deceit and profanity
Now at the edge of senility
In the mighty court of the Trinity
I bow and plea for insanity!

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