Right and Wrong of the Same

When those few who I trust sow ideals just as low

And when everything just seems to go wrong

I try to see the light but it’s been so long

 Since anyone has ever cared of its obscure difference

Every right and every wrong just seems to be clouded by its own ambiguity

Knowing that the grey shouldn’t exist but still realizing the curse of its uncertainty

How is anyone to stand up for a side to say who is fit to live and die?

Is it sometimes okay to lie, when morally there should be no question of why?

But justifiably there it still remains.

I’m tired of not knowing what to think

Never knowing if I rise or if I sink

Depending solely on my own opinion

As we all do the same in sin

I can’t prove that what I believe is right and I certainly can’t prove that what you believe is wrong

Yet one of us is obviously at fault but unwilling to proceed we often just decide to recede

Where then does this lead us? When both of us our justified in our contradicting sides

We can’t let history repeat and come down on us like a redundant tide

So where then do we reside if we can’t religiously compromise

We say we can’t hide

That we have to face this corrupt ride

So where do we start

If everything is decided by our heart

I say that no matter what you believe I will receive because we both have ideals not completely by supernatural means conceived

But what I believe is something that will never change by your or even my own humanized logic

For divine nature is the only way an answer can be given thus this is where wholehearted faith is driven when everything is a metaphoric provision

So here we proclaim separate but unified by what we do not know and forever through our words will our religious differentiation flow

But still we will always never judge because though we are different we are still of the same

This is what I believe that we are not meant for fame but we are still of the risen lame of the same