A Great Mind
A great mind is a curse and a blessing,
It is the engineer of furtherment;
Yet, it is loathed by its inheritor.
It begets its host a wealth of stardom,
Though this abundance of fame is detested;
For it reaps far more suffering than joy.
The constant attempt at normalcy,
The ineludible mental anguish;
This is what plagues the life of a genius.
Forever shall the gift of brilliance be condemned,
By beholder and spectator alike;
Because in all of its greatness, envy grows.
An envy so fierce that it forges hate,
And in its wake, not but regret remains;
Thus, a great mind is taken from the world.
Yet in its loss, something emerges. Hope.
Copyright © Conor Pullen | Year Posted 2018
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