CHAOS

I believe in chaos like I believe in God.

You can’t touch Chaos and it doesn’t speak a language.

Chaos will not write a message on a marble wall with a finger.

Chaos will not walk on water or part the Nile for those in flight.

Please give us a break, Chaos.

Be a puppy dog with large brown eyes looking for a walk.

I see you when I see the toys all over the floor in the kid room.

I can yell at these racing maniacs but it does no good.

The kids are synchronized and move onto the living room.

“COME BACK HERE!” I yell but Chaos has no ears.

Why aren’t you two in deep space?

A dark hole is going to suck you up!

Chaos is not a great white shark.

Chaos only laughs and screams.

The Chaos is two and I love them,

And no algorithm can control them.