My Struggle With Insanity Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

I liked insane people
I enjoyed talking to them
Their talk made a lot of sense to me
A cutting edge
From the hypocrisy
Of the conscious people
I would make friendship with them easily
And I knew they liked me too
For the insane never tell lies
The civilization
We have made is hypocritical
Why some people don’t get into the intoxication
Of insanity
Why we cannot forget that we are not “normal”
Why some one can’t rise and tell
All the people that they were …
Why the humanity has let itself loose into the hands
Of those mediocre
Where is the man to rise and shout
Shout and shout
And tell every one
To break the rules once
That social chain
Every body is wearing with pride
Is there any one who can free that man
Who is wearing that golden chain
In his neck
And free him
To be a free man
Some insane people
Come out and tell the world
What they are up to
Let me turn to the master
For the master was insane
And mad too
By whatever name you call him
Why so many tears
Cries and despair
In silence
The eloquence of the eyes
They cry in secrete
Come out
Cry in open
Break out into freedom
Let your voice be heard
Let your voice be heard
By some insane
And by yourself too
Break free the chains
In the name of sanity
You are strangulating me
I hate you!
… Of the first degree
You the slothful creature
You who put behind the bar
All the insane people
Who, you have made the laws for yourself
You, who is the eater of dead flesh,
You who would devour the entire world
With your greed
You, whom the earth is ashamed to accept,
Yes, yes
I m insane
I want to speak the truth
From now on
Stop
Stop
Your sermon
Of religion
Of morality and law
I m better off insane
Without my clothes
Without every thing that you devour
You small creature on earth
Let me be insane
For I am free