Leon Stacey Poet Lyric

The Theatre of My Mind

I hear, I see, I feel.  I think too much. 
   
Then, I become introverted and isolated,  
And beside myself I speak to myself within myself. 
Yet, Enmity and Fear are bound to give audience 
To my cogitations, which I impersonate 
At the directions of feelings and emotions; 
These roles I play willingly on center stage 
In the theatre of my mind yielding tragic comedies, 
Changing swiftly scene to scene, act to act, 
Swinging from a nimbus of moods and turning shadows 
Backdropped with pious airs and variable human nature, 
Shifting suddenly between my players' claims and chuckles 
Under the three branches that cast their shade 
Randomly upon my brow, dividing unto my very soul; 
Inflamed with daft assumptions and mad craft, 
Pronouncing judgments in wrath carrying out sentences 
In the midst of my scenarios, I am thrust through 
Back to reality, but my sanity does permit me 
Not to perform things I would in temporary delusions; 
Yet, in my mind my characters hail me a champion still.

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