All the world
Is shaded
In the moon
And sun’s shadow.
Nothing is bright
Nothing is night
All is in between,
Vacillating from
Left to right,
Good to evil.
If only the world
Could be painted
In black and white
And not varying
Degrees of gray.
Author's Notes/Comments:
Inspired by: Sometimes I wonder if anything's absolute anymore. Is There Still right and wrong? Good and bad? Truth and lies? Or is everything negotiable, left to interpretation, grey. Sometimes we're forced to bend the truth, transform it, cause we're faced with things that are not of our own making. And sometimes things simply catch up to us. ~ Lucas Scott
If only the world
Could be painted
In black and white
And not varying
Degrees of gray.
I put this stanza in my record and let me say its very sweetly done and the whole poem is rich one..