Balancing between sides of evil and good.
You don't know which side's which,
You don't know which to choose.
No one can tell because diverse opinions,
Are like little gears; our brain's pinions.
They collide in our head, and fight for the truth,
But the scary thing is, they don't know which to choose.
To let out the secrets or to keep them locked in,
Only you, not your brain can decide which side to let win.
Between evil and good, there's serious conflict going on, to uphold and defend one is to attack and overthrow the other. A well articulated poem written with insight. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. ➕9
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Are like little gears; our brain's pinions. They collide in our head, good and evil, angels and devils are perennial themes in literature. you are touching its periphary....... thank you dear poetess. tony