Black on black
White on white
looks right
seems right
but it never works
they always fight
Only black and white can make it through the night
One talks
One listens
Someone touches
Someone feels
We stand
and
We kneel
One will look
One will see
Just to say
If you think it has to be perfect
it can't be
Because it already was
by The Minister Peacefulpoet (that's me) 11/16/17
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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