Poetry / In A Place Called Sane

In a place called sane, yeah that’s the name
and once you’re in, you’re not out again
thoughts array in a world gone mad
wave goodbye to any sense you had
the things we do the things we say
o’er the land of the fre and the home of the brave
just don’t add up: 2 + 2 = 5?
does sanity exist; is it even alive?

we start these wars, we instill these greeds
we cause these fights, we make these needs
we all have wants, we all agree
that if you cut us, we’ll surely bleed
so why make war, so why make waste
why take peace and use hate in it’s place
what happened to truth, justice, and the American way

my answer is this: we’ve all gone insane
sanity shattered, the nuthouse domain
so sense begone, return from whence you came
for we’re a world gone mad, in a place called Sane.

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