The Game of the Insane

Feelings aren't forever 

Some decisions last. 

Some memories are strong

Some fall through the cracks.

Losing themselves in the

Twisty twirly 

tingling tentacle like

Top of your mind. 

Feelings aren't forever. 

Sometimes I wish they were. 

But no difference would 

Be noticed. 

If we were all the same, 

We would be robots, 

And existence would be 

Pointless. 

He who preaches assimilation,

Trying to bring the world 

Together is to be avoided. 

The red man leaving with 

His head on his shoulders- 

A vivid dream violently voided. 

Feel the same, 

Think the same 

Believe the same

Worship the same 

Eat the same 

Marry the same 

Essentially-

Play their game 

The Game of the Insane.