Mystery of the Unwanted
Why are some, beloved by all, While others are laughed at And kicked when they fall Why are some, not wanted Until someone needs something, It doesn’t matter what gifts are flaunted They are only ever taunted I offer to help, I get scolded! I want to spend time with them, I get told no! I solve big problems, No one believes. Recently I deciphered the brain And conceived an artificial one To aid neuroscience and treatment, But the patent I need I’ll never see, Because by myself, I can’t afford the fee. Requests for investment go unanswered It’s like I’m not even there. So I feel alone in my own home, I have nowhere comfortable to roam, One more idea rots in my head, And I am one more day closer to dead.
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Mental Journey
I am on a journey of the mind. Contemplating the universe on every scale, and doing a complete introspective exploration. I may never be a literary academic, but I share my humble thoughts in hope that they may inspire others.
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