I Must Be Crazy
I MUST BE CRAZY
Rodneyc//24
Gotta be, born under a tree
Where liberty was promised
But forgotten when the
Clause denied humanity
To those from across the sea
See, I must be crazy.
Not by chance but by design
Did I lose my mind trapped
As it were in that jungle benign
Neglected absent the foundation
By which, through which besides
Which –it was decreed
Damn, that boy must be crazy.
Was it the aborted attempts to remediate
Or obfuscated ruminations of promises
Unintended to allude to full standing
In this here republic for which we pledge
My country tis of thee –sweet land
Damn, I must be crazy.
Insanity would be nice, cause then I’d understand
That all this was not purposeful, conspiracies of denials
Filtering through the lens of forgetfulness
When, exactly did you come here and why the hell
Are you so damn crazy?
Must be, gotta be, crazy to hope in this dope
Place where trouble seems to last always
Strange belief in a Deity that loves regardless
Of where, when, and how I came to be
How can it be that I have a destiny?
When all else denied the possibility
That comes when all believed that
I must be crazy.
Standing on the shore of the premise of purpose
Launching out into the deep of realities
Fixed in imagination, the substance of faith
Walking on the waters of impossibility
Nope, I am not crazy.
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