Portrait of a Man Suffering Delusions of Military Rank 1822
Inspired by the painting 'Portrait of a Man Suffering Delusions of Military Rank' by Theodore Gericault circa 1822 which was painted as a series for a psychiatrist to aid identification of mental illness.
The poem is best viewed alongside the painting.
I have lived my life, am now near it's end
Found myself without family or friend
The toil and labours burned my brain
Made it difficult for me to make sense, to explain
The frustration of speaking to any of these
White coated men toting so called degrees
Determined to shine lights in my eyes
Confuse and accuse me of telling them lies
For what aim would I lie to any of thee
I am due some respect and the choice to be free
Questioned and mocked, notes written down
Knowing glances passed all around
Disregard all I've done for the good of this land
Don't they know I was looked up to, in command
These delusions they bleat on about day after day
Perhaps they are lost for something clever to say
I surrender, I'm out manned and out gunned
I have no proof of rank, I'm shamed and I'm shunned
Every man that once stood by my side
Every one of them lost, all have long since died
I stand alone with no medals or forms
Captured in oils and labelled in scorn
I know myself and what I've achieved
Need to block out the words 'mental disease'
These quacks I know I should really outrank
But it seems it is I who is finally outflanked
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