Extremes

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Jun 24, 2021 

Extremes.
Out
at the
edges.
Good
and
evil
reside.
Heaven 
and
hell,
stake out
their
claims.
Everywhere 
to be
seen.
No denial.
Good 
and
evil
inhabit
us all.
Mixed bag
of outcomes
mixtures,
results.
None
all good.
None
all bad.
Nature
and nurture 
shuffles
the deck.
Bell curve
distribution
covers
it all.

 

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