Black, white and grey...
I was taught about Black & White
So that's all I see
If the world decides to go Grey,
Who decides propriety?
Whist once an answer could only be yes & no
Suddenly there's a 'Maybe'
The locks have been changed
Yet no one replaced my key.
Out of league, out of place
Out of sight, out of space
Even if all rules were made to be broken
Why such a haste? With such distaste? Are ideals waste?
Directionless, clueless
Can't figure out a way through this mess
Blinded by contrasts, misfit by race
Today morals are in disgrace.
poem by Dipti Date Gokhale
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