Riding the Carousel of Chaos

As Earth revolves in time and space, We meet the future face-to-face. While every soul tries to have their day, Their nemeses try to block their way. This causes decades when nothing significant happens, Followed by months when panic and violence happen. As society’s benign merry go ‘round spins faster around, Its political operatives start stepping up and down. What seeds of rancor did the radicals sow? What was their purpose? Where does one go? If culture binds our carousel’s spokes together, Then how to these spokes is society tethered? After our rogue merry go ‘round grinds to a halt, People will point their fingers and not accept fault. And then during months of calamitous chaos, Thousands will ‘be disappeared’, die, or become lost. Such Maoist days and Bolshevik nights, Often lead to unmitigated chaos and fright. Who amongst us will be cursed or blessed Once this carousel of chaos comes to rest? Apperceiving such anarchy makes us ponder, How we’ll keep afloat once society founders. Who will heal our emotional loss? And will they do it at great personal cost?