Madness

There is a bit of madness

In everyone…

And I believe it was there

From the time we were born.

You can blame it on Adam,

If you like,

Perhaps, in a natural sense,

You would be right.

This course of study

Is Madness 101,

I’ll make it a crash course

And then I’ll be gone.

Now, I am no psychiatrist

And I am not a psychic,

But every one of us

Has some peculiar habit.

I can’t give a name

For each of these “madnesses”

But we can agree

That each one exists.

You don’t know who you are

That’s an identity crisis,

Normal at birth and in old age

But now the youth are at risk.

You don’t know where you are

You are lost,

This is the case with many

And it’s a colossal cost.

Everybody else is mad

Except you,

This is particularly dangerous

Since it is an infectious view.

A convenient loss of memory

Is another madness,

It is an “I just can’t remember

Who caused this mess.”

“Everybody else is wrong

And I am right.

They are in the darkness

I alone am in the light.”

This is considered serious

Especially when it is always so,

Always right is madness

And it is time that you know.

Politics is madness

But it is a licensed madness,

It is also compelling

As many of us can attest.

We know he is talking madness

But we give him our vote

And we’re likely to do it again,

Just take note.

Hearing and seeing things

Is another one that exists,

And even University graduates

In this case are at risk.

We all suffer from this madness

And it’s just not cool

To try to convince me

That I am the only fool.

To see is to believe,

We see what we don’t believe

But take it a step further

And receive what we don’t receive.

Confessing to it is madness,

At worst, it’s a lie

But on such a dubious profession

Many Christians rely.

At best they call it faith

But it is really rot,

It is straight-up madness

Which faith is not.

  

Real faith is believing in God

And in His Holy Word,

Belief in any other is madness

And should be considered absurd.

Absolute selfishness

Is absolute madness,

That’s the reason why the world

Is in such a horrid mess.

I didn’t do it

When I know that I did

Is lying madness

That comes high on the grid.

This one is prevalent

And growing day by day

Hence, the numbers in prison,

That one was by the way.

Nail biters and thumb suckers:

That is your sign

And that look in your eyes

Says you have lost your mind.

I am not talking about children

This is about grown-ups,

And you don’t have to go far

Just in the mirror, look!

Another time, perhaps,

I will talk about the church,

There is madness there too

You don’t have to be an expert.

I am tempted as I close

But I will leave it alone,

But concerning the madness levels

We all are in some zone.

Stewart Russell © December 2019