Madness

             By

              John Riminton

Madness came out of his cavern,

Wondering which way to go;

A whole world lay out there before him

With too many choices to know.

How to create the most folly?

What tools to use on the way?

It isn't as though he had logic

To help him dive into the fray.

Politics, greed and corruption

All shouted aloud for his aid;

But which one would be most contagious

And leave the world totally frayed?

Eureka! The answer came to him

Combine the three into one mould.

Who could resist that tri-union

And leave themselves out of the fold?

And which tool to use was quite easy

Wilful blindness ahead of the bunch

Ignoring the facts all around one!

Hurrah! He could go off to lunch.