Who Is Evil Who Is Good
Two boys. One room.
Evil within the first. Good within the second.
Neither a force to be reckoned.
But who is evil and who is good?
Either would kill the other in a heartbeat,
That they would
So this endless struggle lasts days turning to weeks, turning to months, turning to years
Until an odd number enters the room, controlled by their fears
Their confusion is shown.
Their crave for leadership is known.
So each goes to whom they believe is good.
Because of promises promised by each boy that could,
Do whatever needed to receive the people
But there is one that does not crave
Their leadership, but decides refusal to waive
His right
To sit and fight,
Without the help of these boys,
As the others stay in belief.
In their commanders in chief.
These two.
One is evil the other good but whose who?
It’s all perception.
As we fall for, what may be deception.
It's the lives we live now.
And we allow what we perceive,
To deceive.
But what can I say? It's what I believe.
Copyright © Freddy Francois | Year Posted 2011
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