We're All Crazy

People seek
to lose
their mind,
to escape
life's hells
the turbulent
times,
to which
no soul
is
immune,
when their
stressed
and when
their blue,
pissed at
God
and have
no clue
of what
in the
world
of hell
to
do,
some worship
the sun
and some
the moon
and some
the stars
and some
their booze,
the sacred
leaf,
and some
love
Zeus,
God the father
 some
Jesus,
Buddha,
and Allah
and Krishna
too,
if the
idea of
religion
seems insane
we've
all been
lost
like
Amelia's
plane
we're all
crazy,
in 
different
ways
we seek
the truth