William Kelii Kekaula Poet Dramatic Monologue

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Poetic Form: Dramatic Monologue
Inspired: 2024 February 23
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Schizophrenia: A Collaboration with Myself

When I was one and twenty
a moral with a twist ...

They say I am the key
That will unlock the cell
Yet how can I get free
for I’m wrapped up so well

Don’t wrap me or cell me
just give me what THEY want

At first, they say they want to heal me
synonymous with 'heel', you see
rather, they wanted to fix me
like bones being picked by doggies

Puzzled to be taken apart
Scrabbled for letters to impart

I own lost and found cellular
call there again and nevermore

I am the finder's, the loser's
and the weepers, and the keepers 
I am crammed in a vacant space
Can't catch my breath, chasing from mace
I speak, and lost in translation
I'm Brit, spoke French to a Russian
So here I am midst some unknowns
Vultures who'd like to pick my bones
The flower uprooted my weeds
Went skydiving wearing my tweeds
Doctors say that I'm a bit strange
Yet they study me...found that strange

I say I hear and see things
they say it's all in my head
... where else would it be

I passed all their test
reasons I am kept there

They say that I do not give the wrong answers
... just the correct mistakes

They go fishing 
in a fishbowl

I am the hunted inferno
A moving target, home can't go 
I'm out in the world, day and night
Come from the cold, say when I might
A marked calendar, on a wall
What marked calendar, me—that's all

Lamb in want of its lost shepherd
Last seen, eating 'lamb chops', I heard
Wheelchairs and psychiatric knees
Be ike the sounds of rubbing reeds
I'm the hushed one, who makes the noise
I picked one, no girls, and no boys
Who did you pick?  I picked my mom
You did not pick your dad, how come
He's trying to be, sea master 
Can't if the sea's calm forever
The doldrums' subtle current ends
We row till the sails fill with winds
A river does not rise for pleasure ...
Nor does a drowning soul
An eagle soars skies of azure ...
Mouse sans any control

I am a pearl
they lust ...
like a diamond
and rust.

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