Agathokakological - Both good and evil

Hearts swim in seas of gray
never utterly white nor black,
always tainted by powers
that lure towards the sun
and also the night

It is the war that goes undeclared
as eyes search by the tug upon the mind,
one moment looking for chapels and clouds
the next a den full of forbidden secrets.

The tongue tries to explain it all,
a prayer one second then curse the next,
but we can’t escape the spells within,
love and hate mixing together,
making each day a battle
sometimes wearing ivory armor others ebony,
ever trapped at the crossroads of in between,
not completely corrupt or pure.

How we struggle to create the fairy tales
where one of the two dominions controls life
and will be the victor in their duel.

Yet, we continue to walk in the reality
hands can either reach out to help
or to try and steal from others.
Each day stumbling over those impulses,
wanting to be so charitable and kind,
still unable to silence those murmurs
crying out within
to avenge in some violent manner
what inflames the villain
sleeping in our mental closet.