Rules Of The Grey Lodge Poem by Kevin Patrick
Rules Of The Grey Lodge
Good is heads and evil is tails.
I am a coin that flips the scales
Light is stagnant, darkness savage
Grey is the point of perfect balance
What is right and what is wrong
Both tug with nothing to be drawn
Creation seeds, destruction reaps
Change is the child of fruitful needs
Be not a player of black and white
Be the board that arbitrates sight
if one eats love they spit out fear
A Fast of feeling, binds the sear
In orders chaos, and chaos order
we are destinies great warders
Angles of heroes, tilts of villainy
Are bound by graceful Symmetry
WoW! This is quite an original piece of writing- - - - - - . Good is heads and evil is tails. I am a coin that flips the scales Light is stagnant, darkness savage Grey is the point of perfect balance - - - - - - - - - - Stunning. Perfectly balanced and stunning. Creation seeds, destruction reaps- - - - - - - - - - -Dark but perfectly in tune with the complexity of this work. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I am very taken with this poem, Patrick. You let the ying and yang rip! !
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Oops, forgot to note that I give this a huge 10! ! ! ! ! !