Amongst the chaos of a day,
Everyone buzzes, shouts, demands, says
Look at me; I am working hard, harder than you are!
Do I stay humble and work quietly, diligently,
Or call this chaos what it is. Distraction. Noise. Hell on earth.
“I will thank you always for what you have done”
Psalm 52
Oh wow what a great topic, love the poem and the title.
Yes there sure is a lot of chaos out there.