Today, I found this interesting poem in the submissions inbox. Presented with no comment is A Musing by Fred Arnaki. He can found on twitter, @alaskanfrog
Is it so hard to believe the unbelievable?
I’d reckon this reckoning’s to be frightful.
Over which path does the rain of chaos flash? Which path is dried by rain?
If chaos reigns, may yet hope be reborn? Destruction breeds creation
In surrendering to death, what may be born true
Arisen from ashes hope springs forth
for one path is dried by chaotic torrents
the other wetted by clear skies.