Chaos Poem by jamal wooden

In times of chaos, loud music comes as a balm
And unwanted ideas from kindly strangers, too
Problems arise, and we must face them alone
But sometimes, effort yields its reward, anew

Success can strike when we least expect it's near
Good fortune arrives, without our deepest fear
Love can be a gift, though none may deserve
And death can come, to those who've lived and served

But then, there are times when everything falls into place
At the right moment, all our worries erase
And all we must do is wait and listen to the sound
Of the music that surrounds us, loud and profound