A corpulent couple debate alchemy and time,
While asinine descendants, with dour expressions climb,
Hear suite, savage music: ‘A Handmaiden for a Sage’,
In the Dark Kingdom where sweet chaos reigns.
Uncaged young warriors conspire to create gore,
And every sad passing seers a hole in the lore,
And autistic auteurs direct their damned plays,
This is the Kingdom where sweet chaos reigns.
Fear not the weak-minded, they are blessed in other ways,
For them sweet repose bids ‘adieu!’ to dark days,
Beyond city limits where fate turns the page,
This is the Kingdom where sweet chaos reigns.
Put your eye to ‘the telescope of time’ and then wait
Whilst the porcine priest panders just outside the gate
Chaos and beauty rule by night and by day
Welcome to the Kingdom where sweet chaos reigns!
Rahman the Writer 