Poem by Gaudys Laxury
The light…the shadow.
The ying…the yang.
The black…the white.
The love…the hate.
The A to Z.
The tall…the small.
The far…the near.
The mother…the father.
The million to the dollar.
The thin…the big.
The donkeys and elephants.
The diamonds…the stones.
The stronger the bones.
The north…the south.
The east to west.
Is there anything left?
The end…no…only the beginning…
and everyday we have the chance of a new beggining…