Dark Light
If there really is gray,
Why can't it reach out and touch your face?
How come it cannot kiss you like the darkness,
How come it cannot embrace you like the light.
How come it cannot consume you like tragedy,
How come it cannot become you like tranquility.
How come it cannot immerse you with misery,
How come it cannot incite you with pleasure.
How come it cannot make you a cynic with a mind pained by the concerns of a terrorist,
How come it cannot make your brain optimistic, always looking for a new day.
How come it cannot freeze your heart into a frigid object that will never thaw,
How come it can't warm your chest, providing shelter from the world.
How come it can't be found by hate,
Greed has looked for it all this time, is it too late?
How come purity cannot locate it,
How could it be so elusive for fondness to sit.
How could it be in front of your face this whole time,
But you could never see it,
How could you feel gray,
But only see light or darkness.
How could you ingest only one Life,
When you know that both are human.
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