That Thin Line Between Today's Sanity And Yesterday's Madness Poem by chize ryan ogunkah

Hmm, madness, used to be a 'lunatic'
in a binding blue or white straitjacket
with fetters on hands and feet
As if to deter the mind and heart
from voyaging into the crevices
of unshackled emotions and guileless display of 'animal like innocence

Madness
Used to be an 'entertaining' spectacle
with twitching faces, illogical speech and an alter ego
taking Center stage in this more man show

madness
Of either a mime or vocalised chant
of lines reverberating the minds journey
And With deep sitting encounters
with a realm beyond this realm

And then a 5 minutes recess
from that protracted play
leading us into yet another play,
the same theme but different stage and time,
With the dramatis personae clad in scanty raiment,
chanting lyrics that seem to find rhythm
in the former and present play.
With mind and emotions running wild
like an untamed horse in Namib's dryland
but finds tolerance and applauds
within this larger audience
that peer through spectacled eyes
into this organised commotion
that seems to tide social force or pressure
into a quagmire that becomes
the 'painter's' or dramatis personae's 'once forbidden' work of art.
Yet, putting a spin on tolerance
in this stage turned agora
where the audience becomes the actor
and the actor becomes the audience.