Two Freaks

Two Freaks Two freaks sat by the side of the road. Ostracized by all their kin. People laughed as they passed by; At the very sight of them. One was twisted in body and soul; With hair like a dandelion. The other sat quoting sonnets of old; He was quite diseased of mind. One had hands that were crooked and gnarled. The other the face of a child. One ate grass like the beast that he was; and murmured and groaned and growled. The other put violets in his hair; And swore to be good and kind. To Pray to God and remember those; Society left behind. He quoted Longfellow, Shakespeare too, Matthew, Luke and Paul. The other wallowed in the mud. And didn't care at all. And so they lived by the side of the road; With so much valor and poise. One fool making love to life. The other making noise. Then came a day when folks didn't laugh. They came with ropes and guns. And did what seems and awful thing, But a thing that had to be done. For in this weird, unhappy world; It is a sin to sing. They murdered the gentle poet, And crowned the Monster king.