Black and White creativity

Lost in the sunset, wind blowing softly,

the sky a slight pink.

Enlightened by a cemetery where many lay to rest,

a church where many are blessed.

Sinner’s and cheats, Christians and Catholics,

what’s the difference between these two worlds?

One’s Less chaotic then the other?

The other is more loving and sweet,

then a junkie’s life on the street.

Forgive sins and except the fact that time is not able,

to turn back. Re-live memories,

and see the mirror beyond the beauty of reflection,

see inside, past the skin, in the heart,

in the emotion that feels right.

The world is closing in, gasping for air, receiving smoke.

Looking into the sunset, its bright gaze a distraction, a daze.

The sun disappears and nothing is left to see,

but the pale white moon, reflecting in Amber waves.