Dear Mr. Thinker

Dear Mr. Thinker,
You think about everything you could,
Thinking everything has a reason,
A solution you could bite on.

Dear Mr. Thinker oh,
How I wish to show you
that the world you touched
Has never been touched
By your filthy hands
Dusted with logic's name

Beyond that thin silver line that
You have ever thought you've seen,
Oh how you are so wrong.
You never really been
The one with the answers
Have you Mr. Thinker?

Dear Mr. Thinker please chew on this,
That may tomorrow become surreal
The friend you could never see
Had made their existence to you
Can't you see?
Oh, No. You cannot even go there.

Please Mr. Thinker
Don't be blind,
Please lend me your hand
And let us show you the brighter light
And I'll put trust your scarred minds
And I'll give you the youthful freedom
Enter a pure world as we see it

So Mister, Did you leave your skin behind?
Shred off all your wrinkles
And start anew.
You have so much to learn from us,
But your skin has crawled back into shape,
You must let my hand go
We could not help you anymore

For you are just Mr. Thinker.
And you always will be.