Right Poem by Sarah Jane Black

She always knew the world was there—
A constant drum beating in her inconsistent life
Who she didn't know, was, Right.

Right was beaming on her like the full
Force of the sun smiling at
her in the day and through the night

This girl was not perfect.
She had many black spots
Covering her soul
But she knew that Right
Could see stars more so than
The spots

They were inky, soiled things;
Those black spots
Sometimes she couldn't feel past them—
Then she remembered that time...
That time when she knew everything was Right.

She smiled back now.