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The rulers of chaos won a long time ago

This is why Romeo and Juliet were star crossed;

They were both sacrificed for the sake of order.



African elephants got displaced because of Hannibal;

Napleon's starving men died of engorgement at Vilnius

And no one can explain to me how the world is not O.K.



Fun police and joy killers are ever at large; the august

clown knows this in his forced expression of feigned glee;

For this, Rosseau and Thoreau had their smiles wiped away.



The Lord of the universe wished for this  pummelling of joy;

Otherwise, according to Emily Dickenson, "who can comprehend

a nectar without the sorest need." This is the poet's wisdom.



But let us not praise chaos as we would praise Beelzebub,

Though the Devil does good by ever scheming evil is a maxim

that proves we are inherently flawed in our unknowingness.



We are born unsuspecting and without guile; the entrainment

comes not from random acts but from blind spots made visible

by the circular motion of karma that mends the broken circle.



One might say, "What's the use" when the spring lamb so close to the mother is slaughtered. Dying sheep represents shattered innocence; this is the price for sacrificing truth.