The Balance

Relentless and vile, that wicked thing…

Evil, ever striving against the light, 

Seeking its demise and then, from it, 

Escape, a twisting, eluding, evasion

Good then, must plant its wrathful sting

In return, even double, triple, to spite

And each, standing, must overcome it…

Rising to that dutiful, somber occasion

In this deep spiral of ethical confusion,

Cometh the horns of the beast, with its stinger 

Stickier, dicier, bits of the question… 

Who sits in righteous judgement of the wrong?

Which of us is upright, free from all illusion? 

Who may, in fairness, be the bringer

Of justice, penalties, implications, suggestion

Who’s sees truth and, if ever, how long?


Copyright 2020

Kevin Trent Boswell

(Magus)


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