Kevin Patrick

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Black, White And Grey - Poem by Kevin Patrick

Tell me life is black and white
That there's a wrong and there's a right
Where good men never rot in graves
And villains always change their ways

Show me that there is some cause
Some just material from cosmic laws
Descending from determined hands
That there really was a master plan

So I tie my mouth around a stone
And sit with ease of caged angels
Looking patient with strong virtue
While wishing vengeance with a cudgel

A person's truth is another's crime
Our best relations come through lies
Were locked behind doors with holes
Peering through imagined glances

One day you wake and feel the same
While realizing there's been a change
You look inside the mirror and see
The stranger you thought you'd never be

It seems to me the spring is shorter
That geraniums laughter is getting older
The suns riptide pours from the clouds
Pink and orange bloom in their shrouds

Now I know the world is grey
That love begins and ends in pain
There is no secret grand design
Accept the one you live behind


Comments about Black, White And Grey by Kevin Patrick

  • Gold Star - 25,038 Points Valsa George (3/9/2015 12:38:00 AM)

    Once you thought life was black and white..... one of sorrow and joy staying distinct. But now you see life as grey..... Grey is the right mix of black and white! This I think is the right perception of life....where you experience that in joy there is pain and in pain there is joy! Very philosophical poem! (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 4,107 Points Diane Hine (6/15/2014 4:16:00 AM)

    It doesn't get any easier and it doesn't get any harder; now that's something to look forward to (or maybe not) . (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,710 Points Walterrean Salley (6/5/2012 12:54:00 AM)

    Hi Kevin. And thanks for the invitation that you have extended here.

    Tell me life is black and white
    That there's a wrong and there's a right

    I do believe that life is black and white. And there is wrong and right. One has but, daily, to look about. And you don’t have to look that far, or hard.

    Show me that there is some cause
    Some just material from cosmic laws
    Descending from determined hands
    That there really was a master plan
    There is no secret grand design
    Accept the one you live behind

    I believe there is a Master plan because there is toooo much order in design for things to just haphazardly fall into place. For example, if you dropped twenty pennies on the floor, how many of them would form a neat little row?

    How do you explain the sun keeping its distance. Or galactic order. The stars in their orbits. The moon rotating on its own axis. There is just too much evidence of order and purpose in universal design to not know that it was purposely planned. And this along with human perception gives us a good idea of what’s going on; there must be a Creator.

    Kevin, this, your poem, is good for evoking meaningful discussion, it's been fun. And thanks again for the opportunity to share. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 2 Points Okoye Charles Chukwudi (3/6/2012 6:05:00 AM)

    This is gud and an honest rhyme straight from the heart. I like the issues raised here, life and luv is not white and black....they are a little bit grey. Though i believe that luv is pain...and that it ends in pain too, i dont think it do begin with pain or else many will not be decieved and fall.

    Nice write up...keep it up. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 10 Points Poet Of The River (3/2/2012 12:50:00 PM)

    wow, i think so far this is my favorite of yours. :) it is well written. it is going on my favorites list. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 378 Points Sierra Staten (2/8/2012 9:27:00 PM)

    k, I don't wanna be a suck up right now, but I really really love this poem! :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, February 10, 2012


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