Chaos

Assignment based on the Pollock Number 12 painting. We were asked to write a poem based on how we interpret the painting.

Chaos rises beneath the ash of death;

It’s appalling glare taking away each breath.

Innocence undistinguished from all the rest;

No pardon was found marked on its crest.

Chaos rises beneath the ash of greed;

Corruption, the nature on which it feeds.

Exploiting those who remain defenceless;

Until there is no one left to oppress.

Chaos rises beneath the ash of anarchy;

Where adhering to principles is of no policy.

No consideration for those of the mass;

And jurisdiction is given to whoever be upper-class.

Chaos rises within all detrimental;

And when it strikes it won't be sentimental.

Author's Note

The contraction in the last sentence was due my habit of taking shortcuts and therefore it might not fit the poem entirely.

Reviews

[M.A.Rathore]

Wow! This is really a great poem because it make us see the chaotic conditions spreadind in our society...I really enjoyed it....

[Tejana]

Thank you!

[M.A.Rathore]

Welcome always..