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?”