You Can't Sugarcoat Genius Poem by M. A Heathcote

You can't sugarcoat genius with a coat of dust.
Even when the end is near.
You can hit them like a piñata.
And expect them to be broken or beaten.
Because genius is time's best thief.

It's now or never; you've got to give up your life.
If you're going to change the world
And be a little different.
And break away from the sheep.
Aw, my Little Bo-Peep.

By hook or by crook
You can't sugarcoat genius with a coat of dust.
Even when the end is near, with silver hair.
The shadows are dispersed.
By the vibrance of knowing they were once here.