He just read about an Irish woman
who saw visions galore
and was placed
in a place
where they store
those who see visions galore.

While, for him, life is not a bore,
sometimes he would like to see
visions galore
and be placed
in a safe, quiet place
where they store
those who see visions galore.

Sometimes the world
is with him too much
and everyone is in
such a rush,
to get who knows where
and so he just
sits there and stares
and thinks
the safe, quiet space
would be the place
they put those who
see visions galore
and that’s why he
would like, more and more,
to have visions galore.

But then he actually had a vision
and it was all about
the clamor and division
in the places
they put those
who see visions
galore.

So he changed his mind
vowing never to have
visions of any kind
hoping his just one vision
would not be found out by
those bureaucratic minions
who put visionaries
in prison.

So he’ll just sit in his study
far from the madding crowd
and be content to be
where it is peaceful
and not at all loud.