The Universe is chaotic
and I can't help it
People are fake
that's bullshit
Women are unfaithful
how distasteful
Men are powerless to them
how shameful
Chaos, disorder
Low and Order
Almost a quarter of a century
have I been
And all I can do is laugh
My one true mask
I use laughter
to prevent disaster
I want to do something
that matters
kill all the batterers
Slice the tongue of all liars
Really, throw fuel on the fire
Animals we are all
destined to fall
enjoy the ride
without sacrificing pride
Suicide
Homicide
Genocide
One's giving up
One's a murderer
Ones' a conqueror
Go figure?
How chaotic perceptions can be!
Chaos - the unknown
Death - the super unknown
Power - the ability to influence
loss of it can't be condoned
Chaos then occurs like a virus
corrupting and causing change
known to unknown
the perfect exchange
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem