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Essense of Chaos

 

In darkest of moments with dying light

nothing to hold onto, in pain and rage

 

Powerless against its will

nowhere to hide nor can you run

 

In hatred harness its strength

torment and suffering trying to resist

 

Fear becomes power and courage is meek

succumb to its will and ye shall be spared

 

Courage and bravery become empty

and all that is known becomes blurred

 

Do not hold back for it has taken over

destroying everything in its path

 

A force with a will that is uncanny

like no other, it cannot be stopped

 

A cold-blooded killer, the rules are gone

become one with its essense or fall victim

 

-WECJR.-

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That was deep and interesting. Nice poem.

 

Though, do we really want to give into Chaos? Or do we want to fight it? Is it peace or surrender? Just raising some questions.

 

Hope you are doing well buddy.

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Doh! I should have made that connection. It is a never ending battle. But maybe there is a third choice? Fight and overcome?

 

I'll take a look at the site. Maybe you'll be seeing some of my work on their.

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