These steps, barely used,
shine in the sunlight.
I'm not sure what to feel for them:
Happy for their beauty?
Or sad for their wasted purpose?
There must be parallel for every good?
Must every cloud that shines
turn to darkness and pour out it's woe?
Must every good bug be squashed,
out of either fear or ignorance?
We seem to live in a world
where the sides must be even.
But they lack that equilibrium,
don't they?
After all, both good and evil win,
if we are to label what is pure,
and what is corrupt.
We see what we want,
when it comes to the sides of all conflict.
And if we were to,
would there be balance?
I don't really care,
to be honest.
What is right now
will not stay forever.
So, as I add reason to beauty,
sitting on these steps,
I will decide my small part
for what's my
proper path.
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