Maybe, I’m strange…
How many times I’ve heard the word: “strange“:
“That’s all.. life is strange!”
“Oh Em Gee, you’re strange!”
“Why girls and boys act so strange?”
But what does strange mean?
How can I tell,
If even its definition HAS a quite strange smell!!4!
It strangely states:
“Strange is strangeness of a stranger’s
Turning on the dictionary:
Strange is ‘out of ordinary’!!4!!4
Ordina.. It sounds str…..
Ordinary means Normal…
It’s a statement.
So, strange is that that’s out of normal,
Briefly saying un-u-su-al.
I have many unusual names and cities..
As many as desires to perish:
I’ve never been in London, Milano, nor Paris..
I’ve never met a Rudolph, Calorin, nor Clariss.
Neither I have spoken Indian, Eskimo, nor Spanish.
Then, check that strangeness!
I’m from Europe..
What’s so strange?
Maybe that I used to crowd on PVC..
Or I differently pose on a W…hatever.
But, to approach it better,
Let’s talk less and understand more,
Leaving less gaps,
Between our legs and the floor:
We, humans, all of us,
Are strangely strange and it’s a fact.
Let me prove it by giving you a task:
Then, check your nose.
Now, I think,
Every honest reader looks strange.
But only God knows.
Maybe, I’m strange.