I’ll write one because I have the time
One for the angels and for the devils combined
To yin and yang to black and white
I write this for the conflicts of day and night
To duality of man and nature I scribble
To the top and the bottom
From the outside to the middle
For the rich, for the poor
For the hungry and the filled
I write my words to the adult and the child
My physical body describing spiritual thoughts
I ponder the living, the dead, both the cold and the hot
Moving forward, looking back
Spinning around while staying straight on track
Masculine, feminine, struggling and thriving
To those walking, to others flying
An occupied room, a vacant lot
The lines that were empty are now filled up
While both exist in different hours
I wrote because I had the power
Oct 27, 2021
Oct 27, 2021 at 11:14 PM UTC
I’ll write one because I have the time
One for the angels and for the devils combined
To yin and yang to black and white
I write this for the conflicts of day and night
To duality of man and nature I scribble
To the top and the bottom
From the outside to the middle
For the rich, for the poor
For the hungry and the filled
I write my words to the adult and the child
My physical body describing spiritual thoughts
I ponder the living, the dead, both the cold and the hot
Moving forward, looking back
Spinning around while staying straight on track
Masculine, feminine, struggling and thriving
To those walking, to others flying
An occupied room, a vacant lot
The lines that were empty are now filled up
While both exist in different hours
I wrote because I had the power