when the bulls sent to freedom <br />the madman he will run <br />running for his life <br />he won't be having fun <br /> <br />he will duck and dive <br />throughout the street <br />proving his defeat <br /> <br />he will pray to god <br />and lend a hand <br />for he is nearly dead <br />but he'll come strong and make a stand <br />before he bows his head. <br /> <br />for good old mr. madman <br />isn't what he seems <br />he is what we feel <br />we can't fulfill our dreams.<br /><br />D.M. Barber<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mr-madman/
