Madness

The sadness of the day

precludes the sadness of

the people.

It’s hard to fight against

it.

Be  mad

Be sad

Love your Dad

You’ve not been had

Neither has he.

Or she.

You are you

feel your feelings

the ugly

the good

the bad

the indifferent

the enthusiasm.

Love ’em all

like your children

if you had any.

Who else do your

children have

to love them?

It’s hard to make

friends when you’re

faith

or sadness

or madness.

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