Poetry Visualized - The Madness

The Madness

In the journey from darkness to light, one kind of madness is exchanged for another:

Time has passed, minutes have flown,
The fire has raged and gone,
And empty pursuits have consumed
The best of his days.
And now he stands almost alone,
Almost lost, almost desperate.
Yet he goes on, spurred on by the suspicion
That he may yet harvest sanity from years of madness,
Extract purity from an ocean of filth.
Meanwhile women weep for a misguided son,
Students endeavour to drive sense into a demented teacher,
The functional share their wisdom with the horribly dysfunctional.
But the mad man still holds on to his way, his belief and his hope,
And submits to a new madness that far exceeds the former one.