My Demon Black,
my Angel White,
Like underground
against the sky,
Like day and night,
like left and right...
What is ahead,
what is behind?
I am between in,
what a struggle!
Sometimes one way,
sometimes the other:
Today - serenity,
then trouble.
My every step
and every deed
Should be controlled
or free indeed?
The question is:
My way is straight,
Why am I carrying
this heavy weight?
And then I got:
It's not a life
If it's just black
and it's just white.
I lost its tints,
its hues, its nuance,
Am I alive?
Hey, tell me, humans!
Black and white
© Copyright: Светлана Сиверко, 2021
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