Mysterious

Mysterious
Abel Tasman, New Zealand

February 22, 2011

The Controlling Clowns of Chaos


Chaos kills
Heed this advice
Chaotic clowns
Are never nice.

Chaos is the blood of clowns
Chaos makes lost any knowledge found
Chaos is deadly disorder drawing near
Chaos saturates veins with impending fear

Droning laughter with screams thereafter
the clowns' reign begins
Minor forms of major storms illuminating sin
Their work is dim; they don’t hide their grins
for the clown knows that chaos grows 
like a nuclear bomb itching to explode.
Malfunctioning machinery and spoiled green-beanery wherever the clowns go.

Chaos remains while clowns reign
Chaos ingrained deep within demented brains
Chaos brings forgetting and this brings no good
Chaos tares lives like the devil said it would

So a lesson is learned from the clowns that bring chaos
Rules are needed to rule men or society is lost
The clowns crawl through cracks and break mothers’ backs
Watch where you walk or you too might slip through the cracks

Chaos builds bridges between disorder and anarchy
Chaos turns best friends into enemies
Chaos is possession of obsession twisted into a noose
Chaos is here and you have everything to fear because chaos is loose

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