The Duality of Man
The duality of man, oh what a sight
A puzzle so complex, so full of might
On one hand, we are strong and brave
On the other, we are weak and craven
We can love with all our heart
But also with hate we can start
A fire within that never dies
And consumes us with burning lies
We can rise to greatness, or fall to despair
The choice is ours, but be aware
The duality of man is a perilous thing It can lift us up, or make us sing
A song of sorrow, a cry of pain
Or a melody of joy, that can never wane
The duality of man is a curious thing
It can make us soar, or make us sing.
Copyright © Luca Pascuzzi | Year Posted 2022
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