DEFINE INSANITY

What is insanity? Can you tell me? Does it lie somewhere between the living and the dead? Is it confined to the head? To the mind? Is insanity an empty stare? A life confined to a chair seeing things that just aren't there?

Is insanity a shrinking room? A stinking gloom? A spinning, grinning face of fury? Is insanity a well-stacked jury that ignores your tale and sends you to a jail of mental bars? Is insanity the wars which rage within the mind? Is insanity blind or is it a clarity the sane never see? Is insanity sanity at its best? Is insanity the final test, the quest for truth, eternal youth?

Can the sane explain insanity? Can the sighted know what the blind can see? Who can explain the secret torment of the insane brain? Who can say and who will know and what will the answers mean to someone caught betwixt and between in a world gone
mad and a war gone bad?

There are no ifs, no ands, no buts. If you're nuts you're nuts.