Maybe, there is nothing wrong,
It’s never always,
Black and white…
With the eyes that see,
The perceptions change..
There’s always something grey,
I see in everything within range…
Nobody’s perfect in this world,
Why deny with such chutzpah?
Perfection never stayed intriguing to anyone,
Until it was found to have a flaw..
The good and the bad,
Change with the journey on tracks..
What’s white and pure for some,
Is other’s evil black..
I cannot see it black and white,
Just every shade of grey and blue..
Life, it would be colorless,
Just black and white without the hue..