Buffoons of madness
I was raised to believe there is a crown
for all achievers, dreamers, planers, givers
heroes of efforts! Never dismissed, believers
all, of the same just cause, soldiers alone
In this world most of the times, you strive
on an uphill eternal slope. There I reached
of a conclusion: Loneliness is an odd feast
values are friends, your only carrier to drive
You may think that this is a bed of sadness
But No! Both thoughts are illusions. Decide
which one could be correct, a choice of life
All saving messages rely on your kindness.
(Avoid buffoons that proclaim of madness)
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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