I have seen wicked priests and honourable thieves

I have observed benevolent criminals and bad cops

I have experienced kind debt collectors and unfair judges

And I have drunk from the cup of gracious friends and cruel relatives

It’s not so black and white, is it?

So where is my own moral high ground?

The clues are there

(I hope)


©Vivian Zems

Poets United -Midweek Motif-Evidence