Right and wrong parallel each other
And sometimes intersect
Sometimes one is better than another
For each I have respect

It is all about perspective
They serenely say
Well I disagree, I believe
There are areas of grey

Sometimes good people do bad things
And bad people do good things
After all we are all human
All have a soul the same

Does a line have to be drawn
To separate one from the other
Or can we view them as one in the same
Each each others brother

Nobody is perfect
Every rose has it's thorn
Everybody has a secret
Everyone a bit careworn

So next time you are quick to judge
Remember this simple fact 
The world does not live
In shades of white and black