What Is There To Lose

What is there to lose, If one's sanity is gained? When a treasured chest of delusions kept, Has beliefs of an armed madness... Restores and bestows a peace and rest. What sickness accepts, A lawlessness as an entitlement to keep? While everyday there is evidence, Few are awakening from a peaceful sleep. What interests are protected, When suspicions are projected... Upon whomever is picked and found. To threaten those with weapons around? And who is it that victimizes, That is not victimized? And who is it that is depicted guilty, When judgements passed... Comes after someone's been popped and dropped!