in the middle of a chaos


there’s a time when
we forget that the
crisis around us is
taking us slowly
away from the
good world
anxious us in sleep
we ignore the

when questions
linger on air and
our answers are
buried deep in
our pockets
we cry like a child

lost on the road
where east is
heading west
dilemma is
not delayed

waking up
realizing that
we are standing
in the middle of a chaos



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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