A Mad Gender

Madness, How nice they felt To be free, From the dampness of humanity. They are plunged into a different universe A free life of toils A prodigal, Of a profilial, Feeding from oral to oval, Your earn for your oral, And not for your keep All squashed in a heap. The sane man is begrudged Wittless Penniful yet penniless Live yet but vegetable The luck rests on the insane Oh! The madmale Only he is live Yet free! Oh! I am the luckiest, As a Madmale as i am, No one knows my thinking No one knows the meaning of my face As a mad male i am insane But! As a mad female i am sane As i still remember my feminity Vividly as it is not vivid, Clear as unclear.. As water on a stony path, Yet unclean. My madness my solace Be me him Be me her All are free What all seek is a reality escape A fleeing route, Yet a fleeting one Yet, yes oh yet! How her remembers you say? From a skimpy scarf To an able polythene All these she remembers To aquire, So her heart is intact, But, her head is In turmoil But! the her norms intact Forgone him you say! No cannot be! Him is a negation Of her. They roam and roam In woe with foe In joy with joy On any path Of any choice All, choices of theirs But, him is a lost cause Hmmmmmmm! I sighed at the sight Painful but comical All is well, Will be well Oh! How envious I seem They just exist in their imagination But comical in our sight Free of old shreks and their queens Toiling with their pawns All in the name of a state control How funny it is Oh! How my jealousy tickles me to an edge Wanting all thus Them, i like Them, i must be!