The Line

The Line

April 25

by Tys Sweeney

There is no incorruptible good,
and no unassailable vice.
In a good man there lurks malice,
and in a bad man, love lies spare.

A moral man may break and cave,
and the vicious may repent

There is no concrete darkness
or undiluted light,
only the choice of the honest,
to follow the path of the right.


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