The Grey Between

a poem about the duality of human beings. after all, there are 8 billion people, and 16 billion faces.

are people bad or they’re just people who sometimes do bad things,
Is the hero who sacrificed his love for the world truly someone admiring?
are people bad or they’re just people who sometimes do bad things,
is the villain who saved the little puppy but burned the village, full of immorality?
are people bad or they’re just people who sometimes do bad things,
Is the mother who steals food and clothes any better than someone committing robbery?

are people bad or they’re just people who sometimes do bad things,
Is the girl who broke someone’s heart to keep others happy so depreciating?
are people bad or they’re just people who sometimes do bad things,
Is the boy who tells white lies to protect his family truly deceiving?
are people bad or they’re just people who sometimes do bad things,
Is the friend who drifts away in silence more guilty than one who betrays with speaking?

are people bad or they’re just people who sometimes do bad things,
Is the stranger who walks past a cry for help any worse than the one ignoring?
are people bad or they’re just people who sometimes do bad things,
Or are we all just pages of stories, full of flaws yet deserving of meaning?
Maybe good and bad are shadows we wear, shifting with time,
For in every sinner lives a saint, and in every saint, a crime.