Cause of chaos

You've successfully created a circle of chaos

and you are standing on the periphery

adding fuel to its viciousness

blowing secret ingredients into its momentum

you are there yet you are not colored

colored by the words flying around

the blackest blacks and the whitest whites

you still stand on the edge 

occasionally placing your pinky

in the movement

the creatures of your making

cringe

scream

laugh

judge

howl

cry

you still stand outside

with a sense of accomplishment

but you still can't tell

the noises from one another

you will never be able to

because you are still outside,

still the other

maybe a father,

but not the mother.