The Mind's Eye is Blind

There was once an enigma, strange and formless

The Mind's Eye, it was called; its meaning not fully grasped

For its persona has come to life in many facets

And spontaneity, though strange, is unmatched and au courant

The Mind's Eye can see, as clear as crystal water.

Ideas strange and new, pure like driven snow.

It has no limits, I agree to the latter.

Many has admired him, and stared with awe.

The Mind's Eye gained a following,

Thousands applauded and cheered

But one day, a little rebel, the brave little thing

Dared to copy the Mind's Eye, the one he revered.

The Mind's Eye is unique, as mentioned at the start.

He was wily and charismatic, a crowd pleaser he was

Remember the little thief? The cruel little rebel?

He imitated the Mind's Eye, and his famed the copycat passed.

The Mind's Eye found out, and how furious he was!

"Copycat! Thief! He stole my work!"

Unfortunately for him, little rebel was smart.

The crowd liked his work better, this made him irked.

The Mind's Eye let it slip, for what harm can it do?

A lot, it seems, for many a-person followed his footsteps too.

Time has passed, the Mind's Eye grew old,

Lost his following, his presence has gone cold.

The Mind's Eye is now dull. His shine has gone with his age.

His originality has faded, ideas copied and effortlessly sold

Everything is copied of everything, they're all on the same page

And I mean that in a bad way, they all stole from each other but wealth twofold.

Time has evolved, and everywhere we see

Similar ideas who think they're first of their kind.

But what they don't know is that they weren't the first ones to be

The first one of all, the forgotten

The blinded Mind's Eye.

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Eyyy what's up? xD

My first ever published poem is heeere~

This was inspired by a video called "Don't Hug Me I'm Scared". It's cool.

Leave a comment? What do you think? Should I do more of these? :D