A Chaotic World

A Chaotic World I have many cousins that share my life, There is Happiness, Sadness, and Grief holds the knife; There is Love, Hate, Compassion, but oh yes, Chaos, My cousin, Chaos can be mean and heinous. Full of malice and often we have a face-off, Unpredictable- wanting to ruin my life's mosaic; Oh the mosaic of my journey has been chaotic, Full of starting over and making myself a new oasis. When I fall, I re-build sometimes quite robotic, I go through the motions like a neurotic; My cousin Chaos just laughs at me- smiling, I try to ignore him and go on in a trance hypnotic. My life shattered, full of deaths and tears, weeping, And Chaos is clapping and full of words, lying; Rush here, rush there, just be disorganized my girl, Chaotic, confused thoughts, with a what to do feeling. Many times I have known nothingness and had to unfurl, Like a rose, unfurl my petals for yet another whirl; Oh my mean cousin Chaos really tries to make me nuts, But, I am a survivor and will forever swirl and twirl. ___________________________ May 26, 2016 Poetry/Rubaiyat/A Chaotic World Copyright Protected, ID 05-9584-32-26 All Rights Reserved, 2016, Constance La France