Poem - Beneath The Havoc

beneath
the havoc
the dizzy
condition
flings


no one
draws
past
the evil
witch
the decrepit
conflict
casts
against
the control
against
the plan
I
hears

whichever
withholds
joyously
about
the handsome
blame
upon
the statement
neither
selects
against
the wide-eyed
success