i am a paradox
i am a contradiction
i am an oxymoron
i am a hypocrite

i am a walking talking
"yes, no, maybe"

black one day
white the other
lingering between the two
because I have no morals
and I speak of fake values

never choosen a side
never made a concrete decision
my grand words oppose
my petty actions
and yet, still overshadow them
i sugarcoat them
with lame excuses for excuses

my faults are the night sky
the twinkling stars are but airplanes
polluting the purity
mistaken for a force of beautiful nature
when it is indeed
destructing
the good
destructing
the holy
with its very existence

i leap
from one pond
to the other
politically correct
depending on the situation

i am the northman
claiming to belong to the south

i am the liar
i am the lie

neither here nor there
never here
never there
*never anywhere

what if we had
  
just
one day

to
love
live
and give
something
back
to
this
world
in which
we
live

how would
you
spend
your
allocation
of
precious
hours

take
your
time­

think
it
through

would
you be
spendthrift
miserly
or
provident

selfish
selfless

hope less
can do

devil may care
buyer beware

seize the day
rue the moment

sing and dance
weep and cry

accept the loss
bemoan the lost

savour the day
pack your house away

24 HOURS
even less
hours to live

be a blessing
and in turn be blessed