Chaos Poem by Chaos Harrypaul

From conception to death
we are haunted by chaos
It guides us and divides us
Supplies inspiration and destruction
Provides pain and pleasure
It brings sarcastic irony
Like the silence in the fray.
Or a universe with rules
Where order decays


It keeps the world spinning
minds racing
hearts breaking
It defers dreams and distorts reality
It forces us to cherish the things
That we can control
And makes us condemn the random
Ambience is the goal.