Caught In the Middle
caught in the middle between black and white
caught betwixt the sun and the crescent moonlight
you pen in metaphor, oblique is your write
my perspective more plain, but it's only my side
answers sought from the wisdom of the sage
curtains that won't rise on the actor's stage
hopes that get caught in a very small cage
the book that I read has a blank last page
how do I get in--push on through
dots that won't connect between me and you
rain pours down from the constant monsoon
it's always darkest before the sky is blue
far to the West--lays the promise land
where we once walked hand in hand
things keep shifting like the desert sand
nothing ever turns out exactly as planned
caught in the middle between black and white
caught betwixt the sun and the crescent moonlight
riddling the pain of your heart's fight
all that is past bringing tears to my eyes
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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