Right and Wrong was getting Along
Until the big question arose.
Who could make the biggest difference
At how someones life is proposed.
Right was so cultered
And wrong was too.
They both sat down pondering
And didn't know what to do.
Which would produce a better life
They decided to let Time choose.
Thats when Time went to work
Making all of us pay dues.
Time stood by watching
How our lives could rise and fall.
Then he became disqusted
And decided to make progress stall.
Then the argument started
To make one better than the other.
Then the division came
Don't call everybody your brother.
They were rediculed and judged
They were most misunderstood.
They were placed in a society
As persons who never could.
These were the only ones
Who volunteered they would.
Because Right was somewhere boasting
While Wrong took over those that could.
Wrong said it wouldn't be long
Before Right would come back around.
To place himself in position.
To look upon them with a frown.
Right and Wrong once again
Stood toe to toe in revenge.
Trying to think which could win
Then the fight started over again.
Then once again Time sneaked in
While Right was somewhere boasting.
Wrong was stuck looking back
On what path he should have chosen.
Right and Wrong still has no place
Time affects in control with a frown.
And whatever level any are on
Just refuse to be put down.
Cecelia Weir
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/right-and-wrong-getting-along/
