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Feb 2013
Crazy
one word
which says so much
what is more crazy
than defining sanity
they say I'm crazy
I say who isn't
I'm sane because I know
that to be sane is impossible
my mind wanders
and sometimes it races
sometimes I think so much
that I get paranoid
and hide beneath the covers
so that maybe
I can sleep forever
But if I'm crazy
then it means there is no hope for the sane
a massive army which covers the globe
from pole to pole
tropic to tundra
seemingly infinite
they walk around
filling their humanity
with nifty trinkets
like magpies
they see something shiny
and take it back to their nests
where their malnourished children
feed on the neglect
I might be crazy
and thank God for that
Harry J Baxter
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Harry J Baxter  Richmond
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