Shades
There isn’t any way,
To justify this wait,
Or the price we pay.
There isn’t a cause,
Worthy of one’s scrutiny,
That should throw you off your horse
En-route to self-discovery.
We are taught about virtues and sins,
About all the rights and wrongs,
All we care about are the perceived wins,
To decide who belongs.
But is it really black and white?
Where not good is bad,
And not wrong means right,
Then where’s life to be had?
We exist in shades,
Not only in bold.
Not well-defined crates,
Stacked up in the hold.
Shades mean uncertainty,
Shades mean diversity,
Shades are our hope,
To be able to cope.
Accept our lives,
As a series of accidents,
As each strives,
To reach our own excellence.
Love the shades,
Exist in the gray,
Drop the charades,
And just live today.
