The mad mans sermon

The mad mans sermon

Feel free to love,
And Love all that is free,
Sing praises to both friends and fiends a like,
Stick to your morals when push comes to shove.
Do not be afraid of what you can’t see,
Tell not the bum asking for change to take a hike.

Feel both blue and happy or what they would seem, But not too much of either,
Grasp reality and let go of fantasy,
But don’t forget to dream,
Let your emotions spin like a beater,
As is the tendency.

Hang on to the ones you love,
And let go to those who must leave,
For everyone must go,
To the judgement seat above.
And use your anger to heave,
All the fortunes you forgot to sow.

(ENDING A)

This is my cry,
And you listen to me,
The linguistic mad man,
As I begin to chant, to chant,
And you let what I said to thee be,And here is where my madness must die.

(ENDING B)

This is my teaching,
A fool in a pool of reason,
And this is what I have said,
So hear all of my preaching,
And accuse me not of moral treason,
For I am already dead.