Everything falls apart; all is now lost.
Nothing stays together; all is turned and tossed.
Straight paths departed; all now criss and cross.
Solid footing slides away; trails covered with moss.
Everyone fights for power, nobody has a boss;
Reigning, in the tower, stands King Chaos.
World spins faster-
Lost faith in forecasters-
Have doubt in newscasters-
No one is my master.
Head spins wild-
what’s loved now reviled-
I’m an angry child.
We continually crash-
colliding in a flash-
actions & reactions rash-
creating beauty or trash?
King Chaos reigns.
Everyone their own boss. Nobody fights for power.
Trails, covered with moss, slide us to another land: all now criss and cross, straight paths departed, all is turned and tossed. Nothing stays together. All is lost; everything falls apart.
This is where we start.