Half good, half bad

By , Congers, NY

Life is broken, yet we see little kids with their pearly whites

Life is perfect, yet we see elderly on the streets
The world is half bad, yet the other half is good?
This must make sense.
For every rain, there is a rainbow
For every blue eyes, there are brown
Life is beautifully different,
For every cause, follows a reason
You understand this all, don’t you,
it’s not too much to understand?
You will never understand.
No one understands,
What we are doing here.






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