The best thing about contrast is that it helps me
To see black and white clearly when I have the need
To see through the eyes of those who see their own fear
In the eyes of their enemies as I appear
To be one of the two things. In truth, I am freed
From my own misperceptions if I dare to be.

And indeed It’s a blessing to take it all in.
Sorting through what life offers is why I exist.
Mediocre my life has been compared to those
Of my race whose ambition and excellence shows
That I should not have been born. The thought is dismissed
At the height of each moment of living in sin.

I thank God for the moments – each and every one,
For that space within each one is where I release
What is not of use to me and begin anew.
I’ll rely on God’s guidance in all that I do.
Can I not truly say I believe in world peace?
Peace within my own person is the solution.

I’ll get used to things working out. Often they do.
Wholesome ideas flowing and perfect timing
Are what is natural. It is not the reverse.
Thinking otherwise things can only get much worse.
Surely nothing can interfere with my rhyming.
Doing what I enjoy keeps me from feeling blue.