reality check

how far can my sight go?
even the earth bends down at the horizon
but i dont care,
it isn't opaque for me,
this crust of silicon, iron, carbon.

they think my voice won't reach too high
'cause the air thins out beyond a height.
huh.. i pity their assumptions,
'cause when i scream
it lances through the vacuums.

they apply science to my mind,
civics to my decisions.
they measure my aggression,
count my anger,
weigh my obsession.
they analyse my necessities...
my survival being their concern,
or threat, to be precise.

people
were vestigial.
and i was insane.
but it's time for reality check.
the facts are no longer same.
they may choose to be where
they were.
but, this world,
i swear,
can't bring me down again.

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i stand here, to speak of myself, to a crowd deaf to their own voice. i stand here to speak for a purpose thats not mine. i raise my eyes to look at their numb faces. they sit silent, physically and mentally.

i am not here to deliver data. my name, height, weight or hobbies are not your corcern. i am not here to entertain, but the world is a stage where we perform. they weep, they laugh, they live, they love, or they don't. i stand at a distance and enjoy.

i stand amidst a human mob, i run against it, around it, but not with it.

i believe in angels, but i dine wih the daemons. i race with the devil from the gates of heaven to the gates of hell, but i enter none. i make love to nature day and night, it's my privilege.

i walk out, i make friends with darkness. and i come to light to speak to a crowd thats blind, they dont look beyond they see.