Insanity

         

I am branded insane, 

But it ignites my thoughts.

You brought, 

Fetters for my ankles

And gaol for my body. 

But quill is in my hands, 

And my soul is not caged.

So my thoughts can fly. 

If you pinion me, 

My wings be fledged, 

with your cruelty. 

And my insanity will 

Publish your tales. 

I am insane, 

Not to make you mad, 

But to scribe reality.

And I lost my sanity

In the grounds of atrocities.