A Nietszchean based poem for one, two, and three

There are three ways to react to the unjust tragedy of life.

One may act
inappropriately
with chaotic gestures
that do no good
but are in keeping with unjust tragedies.

One may laugh
inappropriately
at the absurdness
of living.

Finally
one may do nothing
at all,
becoming silence,
falling back into the chrysalis,
reforming the bud,
glazing the cracks in the egg shell
before it
breaks and
breaks and
breaks.