Mad Mad!!!!

I am a simple simple.

Looking at me

they say,

I am a simple simple.

Little do they know

little will they ever know

how Mad Mad I am.

I look at grasshoppers

they hop hop all the way

in green green grass.

I call them grasshoppers.

They don't get me

complexi-fying, a new Language now.

They like things complex

complex buildings, complex shopping malls,

complex love, complex hatred,

complex blood group, complex ideas.

They write big words in so little a space.

They sing meaningless jibes in a crow-like voice.

They dance in fests,

swinging, thinking, questioning

Am I the next Fred Astaire?

I make no sense

no sense, sense no, nonsense,

they tell me.

Time! my only friend

in a friendless planet,

everybody, everyone revolves.

I don't!

I stand, transfixed

for I am a simple simple.

I am a Mad Mad.