Mr. Windham was particularly pleased to have a student turn in a free verse poem about freedom and limits and rules and chaos. Enjoy this poem by senior Katherin Wood:
Chaos
Chaos
It runs freely through our veins
It remains kept in check by nothing but you
It, encouraged, can of course evolve.
Evolve.
What happens when chaos evolves?
What happens when structure is thrown away?
What happens when all is turned to dust?
Dust.
Now present, everlasting
As stars all are in passing.
Dust remains when all is gone,
Now all what was, now is gone.
All order abandoned
Just as it has left us
Though it may be better,
How much so?
When rules are thrown to the wind,
Freedom comes far more openly.
Then you’re free from limits
Free from rules
But was it ever worth it?
Which is better?
To have rules to help
Or to throw them out for the sake of Freedom?