Robert James Liguori Poet Rhyme

Gone Schizo

I have schizoaffective disorder
and everywhere I go I'm frightened.
Even a leisurely walk
all my senses are so heightened!

The other day I passed
a wrapper of Oreo cookies...
I felt this was planted
with the theme of Black and White!

Are my thoughts just my imagination
or is the Illuminati out to get me?
I think the grass and trees are poisoned
by gangstalkers that I cannot see.

So I take this injectable medicine
that is supposed to calm my nerves,
but I still think they are in the shopping center
giving me what I don't deserve!

MKUltra and MKOften
are the formal names of my demise
are they real and keenly active
or are my visions a false surprise?

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Andrea Dietrich July 1, 2022 at 10:45 AM I interpret this in a different way from Milt. I wonder if I got it right! Dare not say. I am a bit schizo too

L Milton Hankins July 1, 2022 at 9:12 AM Such an interesting poem, Robert. I would think this is a debilitating ailment, but you seem to be thriving well. I loved reading it, and I wish you the best in every endeavor.