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| He lived in a world of fantasy Where all were mad but he. He lived in a world of madness Where he alone was free! Where happiness is madness ' Tis wisdom in disguise- Where sanity is sadness 'Tis folly to be wise! Oh give me a world of madness If madness is to be glad! I'd rather be happy in madness Than only be sane and sad. They tell me our goodness is badness Our singing of songs is in vain. But I tell them their wisdom is madness I'd far rather sing than complain! It's their whole world that's in madness! 'Tis their whole world that's insane! I'd rather have joy in my gladness, Than their sanity, sorrow and pain. So give me this Man of la Mancha! And sing me his happy refrain! Oh can ya see it, or can'tcha? That he was the one who was sane! They love to be rich and be churchy And wage their cruel wars without end! Don't let their pollution besmirch me! I'd far rather heal and to mend. So, I'd rather be happy in Jesus Than sane as the devil and bad. If 's madness of spirit that frees us, I'd rather be mad and be glad. Your world may be sane but temporal- While mine is unseen but more real! You call me insane and immoral In this madness of gladness I feel. It's you who are living in madness! It's you who are really insane! It's we who have Jesus and gladness, And we'll have it again and again! Poem by D.B. Berg |
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