I don’t mean the one about equality with the flag of rainbow,
Although applicable, this is simply about a guy I know.
A man of many words and fantastic appetites,
But it’s his character that really highlights
Not just the title of this poem but
The reason for my respect in this lovable nut
He always says he loves the crazy ones because
The normals just bore and all seem hazy,
In his tremendous heart and bravery
Which also makes his dark side so unsavory
The one enemy he must fight day and night
His own treacherous and marvelous mind
One filled with strange thoughts and dark corners
Even a string of fantasy and disorders.
With all that, he’s still capable of great empathy,
A lending hand to friends and even me
Keeps an entire family together even when perhaps
He himself is on the verge of collapse.
So I vow to be there to remind:
When that terrible battle with your mind
Seems just too much, remember:
The ones taken from us, too soon and crappy
Wherever they might be, I’m sure they see
What I do when I look at you: