he was the epitomy of
the tortured poet-
too dumb to spell
but innocent and beautiful..
(the harder he cried
the more we laughed..)
until it was all too much
for his genius..
resorting to monologue
reasoned to us:
his philantropic motives
his life´s work
(but he just wanted ***
of course)
as he championed every fashionable
cause..
hated by all his friends
and loved by absolutely none
he never capitulated
never gave an inch
(unless there was ***)
and there was his mother
everyone liked..
only child
just a little boy
read us a poem, rick..
take no notice-
be yourself..!