The Bipolar Monster Pt 3
The people-people-monsters-monsters came round and chained the god
They dragged him to a cave, cut his palms and used the starlight that drained from them to write on the wall of the cave
“bi-polar”
He sang out with both voices on high singing for help
crying for help while they dragged him to his cave
The shackled his hands and feet
made him sick with words and fear and anger
All that Janus could do was cry
and cry out “Can you hear me?”
and sing his harmonious songs
and cry
and wonder why can’t the world hear him
And now this is what has become of Janus
He now lives in squalor
He has become other,
He has become defect
He has become deficit
Waiting for the day when the world decides to listen to his voices-voices
and not be scared
He awaits the day that he can sing
Sing in harmony with himself
But that day has yet to come
So now the bi-polar monster must wait
Trying to keep his hopes up
Trying to keep the songs in his heads and on his lips
But the bi-polar monster is here to ask you
Are you willing to listen?
“Can you hear me?”
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