Balance

Oh, how the truth unfolds, a whispered sigh, In shadows cast, where fates entwine and lie. Victims of the world, their burdens laid, Yet in their sorrow, I too am betrayed. Now is the hour to claim our own design, To own the choices, to draw the sacred line. For in my heart, empathy's gentle grace, Has drawn a mirror, revealing my own face. In this dance of life, where light meets shade, We weave the threads of virtue, unafraid. Embrace the wisdom of the ancient song, For balance is the key, where we belong. So let us tread with care, and seek the way, To harmonize the night with the break of day. In the tapestry of ethics, let it be known, True strength lies in the seeds of self we’ve sown.