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There Was A Genius

There Was A Genius

written by: Robin McNamara



There was a genius who lived alone.
He had a pocketful of time —

Although his thoughts weren’t worth
A dime —
To the hurried minds of idiots.

He was a genius,
Who saw the cracks in society,
Who saw the city in its monied way.

He had a pocketful of poems from a life,
Spent roaming the streets in observation.

Although they thought he wasn’t worth
A dime —
Being an original mind was his only crime.

Robin McNamara

Robin McNamara

Robin McNamara is a widely published poet from Ireland. His debut pamphlet, Under a Mind’s Staircase was published with Hedgehog Poetry Press (2021). Recently nominated for the Pushcart Prize for ‘Apple Picking Season’ from Under a Mind’s Staircase. His first full collection, Monochrome Heart is due to be published in 2022.
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