Black and white and all things nice
Is a notion of a foolish device.
You sense a cloud but do not act
Thinking that what you see is fact.
But is it really what it is all about?
When your impressions is flawed and there is no doubt
Emotional challenges that hide the scars
When you are searching for only stars.
Is there a reason that remains unknown?
Different from what your thoughts has known
Untold answers that come to light
Lifting shadows that hid in the night.
So,what comes next ,is it fair to say ,
That your actions are right each day?
Does the outcome reflect what is true today
Or will the solution come without delay.
The clock is ticking , so come what may.
Judgement looms but it is fair to say,
The truth remains hidden until it is time to play
And reveal the skeletons in their array.
MARYANN BOSAH 