Black and White

Shed the last

dregs of this former life.

Scour it clean.

Start a slate anew

if you can.

But always some

infection will

drag you down:

the scars are

too ingrained.

And each new start

is a false one.

But the sanctified altar

is not an answer

for it’s mindless obeyance,

so your own pride

informs you.

And no matter what

is learned or promoted,

it always comes back

down to a simple

black and white.

And which side

appeals more.


© 2017 L. Tafa



Author: b20f08

I enjoy solo wargaming and writing. The first caters to the boy that never grew up; the latter satisfies a deep desire to communicate. Cheers.

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