Walking through madness

Walking through madness no answers in sight;

can’t find a smile in a mind held so tight.

When the wild thoughts are there and battle lines drawn;

there is no sunshine, even with the dawn.

They feel so crippled; all those beautiful minds;

Souls at whom Big Pharma constantly grinds.

I wish I knew answers to this maddening truth;

anything to save the future of our youth.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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