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Black and white, right and wrong.
heads or tails, ding or dong.

1st of last, up or down.
break once more, or fix what's found.

fire and water, lucky or not.
don't always gain, use what you've got.

Bloom like flowers, or crumble is despair.
Stand alone, or correct the unfair.

Loop in swirls, or straighten the line.
continue your path, it's yours, not mine.

Clocks will chim, and watches will beep.
Alarms will alert, as our life strives deep.

knives will strike, and aid will heal.
But it cant save, inner pain we feel.

Saints will fly, and sins will fall.
EVil will drain, and angels will call.

Candles will shrink, and balloons will expand.
Accept a guide, or throw down a helping hand.

Darkness will hide, and light will glow.
night beams will sparkle, and daylight will glow.

paper will tear, and stone will shield.
Some things can crack, Like an open force field.

Frames are admired, and trash is left behind.
Respect will follow, leaving let overs to grind.

Rules are broken, and commands disobeyed.
Don't leave your problem, or you'll wish you had stayed.

Containers will carry, and selves are for place.
Floors are to walk, and tracks are to race.

Books are wide open, and diaries are closed.
some things stay shut, or shown while posed.

The Blind cannot see, and deaf cannot hear.
mute cannot speak, and broken, always fear.

Heat from the sun, and breeze from the moon.
sweat in the light, goosebumps afternoon.

write with your thoughts, read with the words.
swim like a fish, or fly high like the birds.

pencil and go, sharpy will stay.
unless you use whiteout, then it'll go away.

your mind will live, and your eyes experience.
Refresh your world, giving it a good rinse.

About this poem

It's about a mixture of things. it may make sense to different people. but it's not what it's about, but what YOU feel it's about. How you connect and relate to it.

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Written on May 04, 2022

Submitted by richardaniya on May 04, 2022

1:49 min read

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