Black and White

Talk to me of the ways of man,
history hidden within impacted bowels of time
where light rarely infiltrates.

Show me answers that are complete
in their veracity and honor,
respecting all of those who experienced.

Bring me truth that is unfailing
in its conception, meeting criteria
that passes the test of the whole.

Created by lack of understanding,
fear searches for least resistance,
validation for our preconceptions.

Cloaked in bi-polar vestments,
difficult questions beg not simple answers,
nor answers that always remain the same.

Relentless change captures curiosity,
elusive responses require analysis,
weighing all seemingly intangible effects.

Yet the darkest door entices recklessly.
promising a future of worldly disdain,
where only two paths exist, yours and mine.

Are you going to choose this door,
the one that eliminates our humanness,
our urge to create something uniquely us?

Cold earth always awaits decaying, spent bodies,
while invisible boxes compress the living,
those whose world has chosen... black and white.