Night Skies : Volume One.

In Between.

I am gray,
in between black and white,
of dear society.
But its not with a heavy heart,
for sweet mother's sweat & tears,
fought hard to gift me,
all she never had.

thus back there, at home
they envy,
wish of similar chance.
while out here, in the world
they sneer,
wonder why chance,
was given to such.

Surely you wonder,
which side I prefer,
which side I cherish.
None.
for I am butter,
in between two bland slices.
that makes them take every bite,
with relish.

Fin.