Shadows Dancing Round Poem by Sean Green

Put aside the moral realm
dictation stated for right and wrong
these are cast to the side
when behavior produces harm

safety winning over grace
goodwill denied for the secure
in response the blood will flow
when connection is explored

repetition supports the drive
ritual evoking black and white
retribution is assumed
for the unwashed largely feared

a misstep would foretell
of tribulations from the gods
favor lost then condemns
the true believers of the realm

on one side are the good
a territory with high walls
safety granted is enforced
at the end of weapon ports

the greatest threats are the doors
portals barred in best of times
when confronted the alarms
resound too loudly in the mind

danger waits to attack
anybody who wanders out
decency is surely lost
when purity becomes the goal

love is defined by arm's length
with the self on center stage
the circle shrinks in response
to the shadows dancing round.

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