When good and evil
are divided equal
There's half the hope
in which to cope
The fear of hell
Summons well
The dark inside
We try to hide.
When all is one
we find the sun
That lights our way
throughout the day
The soul at peace
The struggles cease
This brings fruition
to the human condition

John DeBona

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10/13/2008 8:30:05 PM. You Are Here: The Human Condition by John DeBona