The Gray One

A world is made of,
Good and evil, Heaven and Hell,
Black and white

Somewhere there’s a gray.
A person who loves both worlds,
Haunted by his sins.

He comes from the darkness.
A past he cannot change.
A future he’s losing control over.

He only knows te way he lived.
It may not be right, it may not be wrong,
But maybe it’s the only way.

Morals, fairness and justice…
Where is it at?
When an unjust one, walks?

He destroys the evil.
Fear fades, injustice made right,
As the gray one, walks that line.
10-16-03