“I’m neither hope nor misery”, he looked at me and said.
“I’m a human, so why do you look for Gods instead?”
“I could tell you of hope beyond which words describe,
Or tell you of the misery which bloody tears inscribe.”
“I’m neither good, nor am I bad”, he looked at me and said.
“I’m but a human being made of both a heart and head.”
“So why place me up high or low, in heav’n or hell?”
“For as far as I can tell from here, Earth fits us quite well.”
K. Aldaya, 3/30/18