8 Billion Worlds Of Chaos Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJBKLMNNOIJ FIPQFRFFSTIUUUFJI FFFVIWISFXYZA2B2FXFI FBFIC2D2It's another day of bliss | A |
Another day for living | B |
The sun has met the earth once again | C |
And energised the masses | D |
Eight billion people | E |
Eight billion worlds | F |
Each world set ablaze at a time | G |
Each and everyone set out | H |
To seek lives that are only children of imagination | I |
Fabrications of hope and anxiety | J |
The bustling and hustling | B |
The smiles and cries | K |
The just and the shrewd | L |
The day break like a force | M |
To the first piece of a stack of dominoes | N |
And the streets like the rest of the stack follows | N |
And the result energy on the streets | O |
A million worlds are in vibrant motion | I |
Every world each at their own harmony and frequency | J |
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But amidst the worlds | F |
There is one | I |
Not different from the others | P |
In fact this world couldn't afford any difference | Q |
Like all the other worlds | F |
There is a peaceful green | R |
There is an alternating greyness | F |
And there is a sombre darkness | F |
And here on this world | S |
The owner is the poorest and lowest | T |
And also King and Queen and Captain | I |
There is good on a bad day | U |
And bad on a good day | U |
And shades of bad and good everyday | U |
There is organised chaos | F |
And beautiful entropy | J |
A perfect imperfection | I |
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The god of this world is now the center of the universe | F |
Amidst all the other gods | F |
At least that's what he thinks | F |
As the sun casts a shadow on a neighbouring wall | V |
A silhouette void of description | I |
But only known in form | W |
The form of the god in question | I |
The shadow has brought the god out of the turmoil of his world | S |
Into another chaos | F |
One where they have to wonder | X |
Not of the chaos of the world before | Y |
But question the end of it | Z |
For the rays of the sun travels and so does the shadow | A2 |
And in its travails leaves the shadow for dead | B2 |
Sinking into non existence | F |
But this new disorderliness has bourne an answer | X |
This moment of transfer between worlds | F |
To a nagging question | I |
Are we the shadows of our shadows | F |
Because we like the shadows grow tall when the sun falls to our liking | B |
And short when it rises above our egos | F |
And the chaos of both worlds collide into one | I |
And the god carries on | C2 |
Because the day moves on and his shadow grows short | D2 |
Adams Dauda
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