Madman Diary

Once a caveman within the cave,

Chained and prisoned with the other inmates,

Legs, hands, and eyes are only facing one direction,

The opposite side of the source of light.

People chanting without really speaking,

People hearing without really listening,

They talk, they laugh, and they share their sorrow with their shadows,

Without realizing the real person beside them.

Just as the mystery of how life is create,

One’s chain broken miraculously,

Freedom allows him to explore,

Curiosity leads him to the source of light.

The night animal couldn’t stand the bright,

His mind doing the opposite,

The light become brighter, the pains become stronger;

The ground become higher, the truth becomes closer.

Behold such an enormous sight!

Acres of greens, and the miles of blues!

Some invisible force brush through his hair and cloth,

Some transparent energy warms him and makes him smile!

So…this is the truth of this world!

Joyously he went back to share the news,

But return with anything but sigh.

The truth been regards as a joke,

The free mind been treated as a mad one.

Days of struggles clouding his mind,

To embrace the truth alone?

Or to return to the old comforting way as other prisoners?

He tries to think but can’t decide of any.

A beam of light touches his forehead,

A touch of hope lighten his burden,

The answer to his question has been found,

Through the concealed yet revealing signs.

Madman or not, if that is what they calling him.

He will not embrace the truth alone,

But return to the cave with the light within his heart,

So that they will know…

(Some madmen that are continue to roam the world are singing John Lennon’s ‘Imagine’ hoping that those people who called them ‘dreamer’ might join them one day…)