Ying and Yang
Yang
My lighter tang
The half of me that I
Supposedly maintain
Insane
How you can act like a color
Or how I act I guess is
Nothing like my mother.
Yang
An exclusion from yin
And sometimes claiming my other half
Is looked at as a sin
Where do I begin?
Slavery and thick skin
Masters and rich men
Dan in a lion's den
Shouting from all ends
A rivalry from when?
Followed by
Yin
A "darkness within"
When I showcase the hood roots
My mother was born in
By speakin'
The tongue of my own home
Tongue from which a love grown
This broken English I've known
But is supposedly for the yin alone
A culture to which I can't subscribe
Because I'm not dominated
By my yin side
No pride
One part is denied
Because I display the characteristics
Of two contrasting sides
Yin and Yang
Two opponents in the same game
Two brothers with different names
Two lovers from opposing gangs
Different but the same
Repel yet meet
Contrast yet complete
In theory at least.
In their constant rotation
Constant struggle and frustration
The battle never seems to
Cease.
Copyright © Christian Clayborne | Year Posted 2017
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