Where the Gray is

It is where black and white mesh:

That is where the gray is.

Boundaries are smeared

To stretch the limits

Of ethics.

It is where the colors are afraid to go:

That is where the gray is.

Lies are told as veracities

To justify the wrongs

Of injustice.

It is where the light has been extinguished:

That is where the gray is.

Time is let to ebb away

To preserve ignorance

Of forward motion.

It is where a voice is quiet in sight of wrong:

That is where the gray is.

Opinions are forgotten

To mark the unity

Of mob thought.

It is where beauty is boarded up behind a brick wall:

That is where the gray is.

Elegances are concealed

To ruin the advantages

Of luck.

It is where imperative knowledge is withheld to a people:

That is where the gray is.

Truth is made twisted

To cause the death

Of thought.

It is where apathy replaces emotion:

That is where the gray is.

Enthusiasm is lost,

Making it is impossible

For greatness.

That is where the gray is.