![]() GrayA Poem by The Poet of Black WingsI " I, as human - am told of system of codes and laws. Ethics and matters of choice. Right and wrong.
It's as I see, there is no clear black and white. I and we can only find gray. The argument stands, that there is such a thing as objection, in these matters. Yet, I do not find it. You call on the case, murder. It is wrong, yes, but even then this is subjective. I would kill a man and be punished, according to law. I would kill a man and be rewarded, according to war.
We live in a world of grays with only illusions of black and white. The line endlessly blurred, we cannot hope to find it.
I " I, as human - am told of system of codes and laws. I, as human, am held to impossible standards set by dead and dying men. In this ever changing world. And I wait. Wait for the new law of man to come, and to pass. Endless. © 2014 The Poet of Black Wings |
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