MADNESS CARVED OUT THE MEANING OF THE DAY
Gordon L Kuhn
Madness carved out the meaning of the day.
It left reason lonely standing by the side, by the way.
It left children to wander about and to idly laugh and play,
while old men with canes tottered about wondered why they came and stay
alive and captive here when life has passed and gone its way,
and left them with memories of times they wished they could but hold, to force to stay
and for memories to hold there hands a bit longer if only they might may
stop the ticking of the clock, but, instead, the moments sway and death passed some leaving others to know they could not themselves alone stay
and tears and regrets were played loudly that quiet silent day
while others ached and wished to hurry on their way
to pass the curtain to pass the point of change and quiet lay
their bodies down one last time to be one with the ground
that others would soon walk on, as their lives left, then forgotten and no sound
would ever from their drying lips be heard again—on that day
that day, when Madness carved the meaning from their lives and sent their minds to idly play
as children once did when they were young and they held life in sway
but no more could it ever be that way
for madness had carved out the meaning of the day,
and left reason lonely standing by the side, by the way.
Copyright: Gordon L Kuhn 2/2/2010