Earth

This world

Spins around again

We live our lives

But never find our peace

We all have so many opinions

But never change things that really matter

We have things in common but never enough

We say we love, but always seem to judge

Do our words matter, if we don’t try to understand?

Do actions mean a thing, if the meaning is a lie?

Do we really love and care, through all our selfish double meanings?

Do we really deserve to be on this world we’re destroyed without thought?

Or are the things we stand for, something we never stood for at all?

They say us humans are supposed to walk a line; between the good and evil.

I have never even seen that line; much less someone trying to find or walk it.

This abyss of color and the lack of it has no clear rules, no rescrictions on beliefs.

So what are we, in this place of gradiants and grays? Are we the sinners or the saints?