Leaving Normopolous

I Once Lived With The Populace

In A Place Called Normopolous

A Land Where With Blank Stares

They Were All Going Nowhere

Just Pacing , All Racing To Some Death

"But I'm Normal" On Their Last Breath ;

It Drove Me Crazy To Feel Mind Lazy

Never To Have Some Altered Hazy

As A Strange Separate Reality State

And So I Slung My Sack Over My Back

And With My Dog Following My Track

Set My Foot On The Wise Fool's Path ,

Facing My Journey And It's Aftermath

Out Of A Boring Place Of Dry Banality

Into The Loving Lushness Of My Insanity

For What Could Ever Be Better Than This

To Be Myself And Receive My Muse's Kiss !